I have this cat...

he's laying on my arm, while I am typing this entry. He looks very happy. And fat.

I've lost some weight the past couple of weeks. It's not enough that anyone would really notice, but it's enough. The plan is to be under a big number by the end of August and I'm two pounds away from that. Yes, I'm not going to say the big number. I don't wanna. I'm trying to get to the point where I can wear the 20 pairs of pants that I was wearing while still in college. If there is one piece of advice I can give about leaving college, it is this: Exercise! Do something! Go on a walk every night, bike, rollerblade, SOMETHING! Because if you're like me, you will suddenly start a job where you are rather sedentary instead of active. Walking to and from classes is really a big difference. And to the bars. :)

Anyway...

Only 50 pounds to go. maybe. :)

My parents had to put another cat to sleep today. Bobo. I felt really bad for them. But, it's better that he's at peace now. I just know how traumatized I will be when that time come for mine. V. traumatized.

Bobo was a nice cat. He was fun to play with and he had some interesting habits. My parents only had him a year or two though.

Well, I should do something productive right now I think. Check on my wash. Clean something...you know. Jake and I are going for a walk at 8pm. He's nice and goes on walks with me. Until later...