Shoot me now. I'm bored. I'm tired. My ass hurts from these stupid chairs. It's 7am and I've been up since 3:30 with Ray. At 4am he apparently decided it was time to be up for the day. Well, that's not entirely true. I got him fast asleep three seperate times, and each time, even though he was limp and OUT, he woke the moment I laid him down and started shrieking.
...LMAO. The cat is outside the back door (glass) and Ray saw her and took off that way. He crawled straight into the door, THUD. Lol. He normally knows it's there, plays in the blinds and stands up to look outside, I guess since it's still dark in here he didn't see. Heh.
Okay, back to crying. :'(