I moved to space_cat.

It references the Tori Amos song "Space Dog" but I hate dogs.

I am a whiskey baby.
But man, does this drink make me anxious.

In a good way? I'm anxious enough to know there's nothing I can do about it. There's a sense of relief in that, I think.

How did you ever think of that song? (The one where the baby dies?)

People are made out of water and fear.

I hate days like this.

Alex is asleep on the couch. Kale is asleep on the floor. I'm not tired in the least bit. There's something in my stomach/head that really shouldn't be there. There's something in yours, too.

Just look for it.

It's because I don't have to compete with her.

David and I have some nice conversations when drunk.