Want a box of shit in your house? Get a cat.

[drinkforthought]

My family has always had dogs and cats, nothing bordering "The Crazy Cat Lady" but at any given time we'll usually have about six cats and two dogs. The differences between the animals are of great contrast. In this inaugural entry, I will write diary entries between the two different species. At the end, your new-found knowledge should help you

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[enickmatic]

I give it a week...

[drinkforthought]

The last time negative energy persuaded me to take action, I tried my sister's Pilates videos and pulled my groin. I think we're both fortunate negative energy no longer guides my actions. Someone would be bound to lose a nut.

Anyway, I actually have high hopes that this might last for some extended period of time. But as history has shown, I'm pretty inconsistent. Anyways, Nick, what's been up with you this summer?

[enickmatic]

Well if you are headed off to college, you'll probably have ample down time in your dorm room to write away. Because we all know that the LAST thing people do at college is drink, socialize, and just generally spend time away from their own rooms.

My summer's been riddled with college visits, hazy weekends that I don't remember because of alcohol, sleeping ridiculously late, and occasionally remembering that I have to read three fucking books this month for English. The basic pre-senior summer, I'd imagine. How's yours been?

What prompted the return?

*Note: If I don't respond to your next comment for like, a day, it's because I'm out.

[drinkforthought]

Well the Futilitarian_ journal was largely immature and a good measure of how ridiculous I was in high school. I'd like to think that my discontinued use of drugs will lead to a more profound, hopefully insightful collection of thoughts. So this is transitional in a sense, a way to compare and contrast stages so when I do something stupid at college at least I can read back and say, "Well at least I didn't force my cat Griffin to give me a blowjob like I did in high school."

As far as my summer goes, I went to England and Italy. Got stuck during the bombing, which was no further than 40 feet from my hotel. And in a week I'll be off for a road trip to Chicago. God, that was long.