I sometimes have to wonder if I'm the only one working my ass off every week trying to meet it.
And it's not like Komui or the Alcoholic are any help. Not that they would be of any help, just getting in the way all the time.
On the other note, the cat came back.
Just wandered back in when it got hungry and
Stupid thing. That's the problem with strays.
If anyone wants to see me, I'll be in my office from 8.40, as usual.
The old lady was horrible. Absolutely demented.
The tea and the cakes were digusting as well. Never going back to that part of the city again. Never.
And you, if you could read, you should have been running very, very fast now, instead of getting cat fur all over me like you're doing now.
Stupid mangy cat. Now I have to give you a freaking bath.
Why did I have to get a retarded cat, of all things?
/private entry over/
[[ooc. *A* GUUUH And the cat-saga continues! Someone should so totally storm his flat and see him being all adorable with Fish. Totally.]]