2004-06-28 & 12:39 a.m. : the littlest bird sings the prettiest song

lil sorta-named-kitty has found a way to make my swiss flag rug into a mountain, upon which she sits like a king.

queen.

whatever.

it's more like a king, if you must know.

it's hotter than FUCK in my apt. i can't really open the window-without-a-screen because i'm afraid the lil king will jump out for the tree. because she might--she may be a hell of a lot smarter than stuart, but she's also way more curious.

she'd do it just to see how it feels to fall that far. she's a lil adventure cat.

maybe i'll name her amelia earhart.

i kind of like that.