| Kitty, Don't Touch! Pew Pew |
Sure, there are times when I am sitting in a nice cafe and wonder, "I really wish there was a nice person to talk to, or a cat to ignore me," as I drink this slightly warmish coffee-colored wet stuff I could not pronounce, "Also, there is no random hair in this like there is at my grandma's house when she lets the cat sit on the coffee machine. I should call that hippie girlfriend I had in college whose apartment reaked of cat urine, cause that's what I could go for right now."
I do not drink much coffee anymore.