No idea what spurred tonight's title. As I have not been anywhere remotely near the ghetto. Nor have I been doing anything remotely to the point where I would think of that which could be fabulous.
Instead I went out to eat tonight. Dinner at an Asian restaurant. That's a lie. It was a buffet. And as such. I'm bloated. Like uncomfortable in my skin and about to burst bloated. Also ridiculous flavored burps.
Like nastily flavored.
But of course there's other stuff going on. Like my head is flowing.
Also Cat. He does that slurpy noise when he snores. Not always but he must be dreaming about something edible. LIKE MY SOUL. Which mildly worries me. But I could just be hallucinating it all. Cats don't eat souls. They guard them!
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