Sunday Work

So my job is from Sunday thru Thursday. My boss said since I work Sundays, I can come in whenever I feel like it. I think she assumed I would come in later. I took this as an opportunity to get there earlier and leave earlier. About an hour before I left, my coworker Ian came in. I like working Sundays, it's quiet and I feel less pressure... not that I'm under any pressure. It does get a little lonely though. Nik came and visited me for a couple minutes when she got off and I gave her a tour. She considers my work a tourist attraction for all of the visitors that are going to come visit us.

We might be getting a kitten soon. It is still too small and being bottle-fed because it was abandoned. Maybe in a couple weeks?

I bought us some Cat Power tickets for a solo show at the end up August. We are pretty fuckin' pumped about that. Neither of us have ever seen her live and we both have wanted to for quite some time. Good shows always get me motivated to write more music and I have been lacking motivation for awhile.

Today I had good sweet and sour chicken. Most chicken freaks me out unless Nik cooks it... but this place in Seattle has some rad sweet and sour chicken. I can't believe I'm writing about all of this pointless shit. I can't believe you're still reading.