Many Years of Poems

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Hate it. With a flying purple passion. It's over-commercialized and seems specifically designed to make single people feel like shit for being single, and to make broke people feel like shit because they can't shower their sweeties in expensive presents. Stupid friggin' holiday.

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Rushed my beloved cat Cyrano (who unfortunately got lost when I moved house one time) to the vet because he was twitching and drooling. It turned out he'd managed to open a roach bait trap and get into the poison. I had to give him injections for days, and he was such a good kitty about taking the injections.

I still miss my No-no.

I spoil my pets in general, though. I'll be in the vet's clinic in a minute if something is wrong with one of my furbabies.

My furbabies get plain unseasoned cooked meat for their birthday treats. All of the animals get to share but the birthday pet gets the biggest piece.

[Error: unknown template qotd] I am occasionally curious as to what it would be like to be a man. I'm especially curious as to what sex feels like for a man. I'm forever asking my fiance and my men friends what this or that or the other about being a man is like. I wouldn't want to be a man forever, but I'd like to try it out for a week or so. I think that would be cool.