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I only found out because I tried to put her insipid little book in the Goodwill bag and Inky stopped me. Turns out that Inky the Kitty—the same cat I rescued from roaming the oil fields—is a Miranda July fan.
November 13, 2007 in general patheticness | Permalink
Maybe you're misinterpreting the cats' message. They seem to be guarding the book--keeping you from it. Maybe they know it sucks and don't want you to read it.
You'll be able to give them the "How Not to Date" test next month, which should help you better interpret their enigmatic feline behavior.
November 14, 2007 at 11:15 AM
or maybe they are sizing it up as litter-box material.
November 15, 2007 at 10:30 PM
You're a jealous, bitter twat. So you got the book even AFTER you declared your hate for her six months earlier just so you can have something you can pretend to complain about? What a loser.
April 09, 2009 at 07:02 PM
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