Brady’s last day.


At this company, that is, not of life.  He’s not dying, a fact he repeatedly reminded me of in an incredulous tone when he caught me crying.


He’s got a great new job, a wonderful opportunity for him, blah, blah, blah.  I hate it.  I don’t need the child support now, so can’t he just stay here and play with me?

I dried my eyes with a kitten.  They’re very absorbant, and there’s a whole litter of them here today.  Twinnie and Lacey both adopted one, and I got to play.  Yay for transference!





4 responses »

  1. First, is being good looking a requirement to work at your company because damn, you all are hot.

    Second, SQQQUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLL! Oh my god kitties!!!!!!!!!! I love that little black itty bitty face!!!

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