The one after he kicks out the cats from his room…

**sigh** Well, the cat idea to protect my dreams has come and gone. You know the cousins that Donald Duck has, Heuey, Dewey, and Louie. Well, the kittens that my parents cat had are the equivilent. Instead of being steadfast defenders, they are systematily destroying the room that I’m in. Momma cat isn’t helping, since she is pregnamt again (the slut) and is crying for attention. Blackie, the only same cat has wisely retreated into my parents room for some piece and quiet.
Hmmm, well, I found my brother’s CD cases and he has a trance CD in it. Maybe that will help me fall asleep.
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