July 19, 2006

• 9 Weeks

  Sexing my Pussy Part 2

  Spartacus snuck out a few days ago. After chasing him around the
  apartment complex for 3 days, Mickey opened the door one night, and
  Spartacus was sitting on the front step. Spartacus runs into the house,
  heads right for the food bowl, and eats like there’s no tomorrow.

  Me: “I think we need to talk.”
  Beau: “…… About something serious?”
  “Yeah. Um…… If Spartacus is a girl, he’ll prolly have babies.”
  “Spartacus isn’t a girl.”
  “…… Well, if he has baby Spartaci, I get to keep one, ok?”
  “Ok, but Spartacus isn’t a girl, so there’s no problem then.”
  “Well yeah, but if Spartacus is a girl, then there might be kittens.”
  It goes on like this for about 5 minutes until Beau is getting kinda mad.
  “Spartacus isn’t a girl! He doesn’t have a girl personality!”
  “…..”
  “Besides, he looks like a boy cat. See, he has a tufty ascot – it’s a chest full of chest hair.”
  “……Yeah well, if Spartacus has baby Spartaci, I get to keep one then.”

  The gestation period for cats is roughly 9 weeks, so we’ll see……

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  Anyway, the “Answer” to the Tiger riddle is this: Imagine yourself out.

  That riddle was given to me when I was in the psych ward. It’s sposed
  to show you how powerful the human mind can be, how effective it is in
  trapping itself in problems. Sometimes you can believe in something so
  strongly, it manifests itself into physical obstacles.

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