Hypoallergenic is the shit.
What’s up friends? I haven’t seen some of you for a while, so I wanted to give a little hello and life update. Now that my mama has finished all of her past-deadline big jobs, she’s not at the computer as much, so now I get to use it when I want to finally.
Though that said, my mama is still poking around on that computer reading articles a lot, as she always tends to do. I’ve been jumping on and reading some of them, too. This one I hated the most, but this one I liked very much. Not that the dyke march is so much my scene, but I am interested in the gender politics, you know? And what would my scene be anyway (I mean, where does one go in order to feel a sense of belonging as a daddy who is a cat and also a bear)? I think that me and Sammi basically are the scene. Sammi is my fay boyfriend. Sammi == h0ttt
Oh yes, but a big thing going on for me is this new hypoallergenic food bizniz. This stuff is the shit! Remember how I used to scratch myself vigorously all the time (and get squirted by mama when I would do it in the middle of the night in bed with her), and howl a lot, and not be able to sleep through the night, and have weird hard crusty things growing out of my skin all over, and chew on my belly until it bled (making everyone’s favorite plunger/quacking sounds, I know; yes I can hear you fuckers making fun of me, that’s what my big fucking pointy ears do, you know)? Well no more! Or well, at least I do less now, I mean I do still howl sometimes and get itchy occasionally, but it’s definitely not like before. So it seems that I was allergic to something in my previous food. Yes that’s right, my previous diet food (I told mama all along I didn’t need no fucking diet). Anyway, it’s fabulous. And great for everyone. I’ve noticed that my mama doesn’t seem to try so hard anymore to sleep as many nights as possible at other houses like she had been doing before. I think she was getting really cranky with me when I wasn’t making it so easy for her to sleep. So I think that this might make us grow closer to each other. Oh, I love my mama.
Though lately I do miss roaming outdoors. I’ve been trying more often to sneak out there. No luck yet…
