Today started off like normal. I awoke from a disturbing dream where I was about to be killed. I've been having several of these kinds of dreams- the scenario generally is always different but the crux of the story is always the same: some guys always end up shooting at me, but before the bullet kills me I awake.

I had to go feed and change Boris' litter. Boris' is Mini-Beast's lover and a neighbor's cat. This cat hates me because I dislike Mini-Beast having been in a number of altercations with her. Now the way things work are as follows: my neighbors are called DK and Shirka. They leave us a spare key when they go away on vacation and it's my girlfriend's responsibility to go feed this animal and change it's litter. when she cannot do so, I go there and throw food at it then watch their tv and drink their wine. They are a typical spoilt rich yuppie couple and I'd like to believe we have nothing in common with them (except perhaps a healthy and perverse sex life: they have a porn collection).

I went to the house and of course Boris was pissed to see me. I was going to throw it treats (these sweets that it eats) and give it more food but of course it had an attitude. We exchanged some words and both decided the best way to settle the situation was to step outside.

Because my eye is already damaged I'm already at a handicap, something Boris knew quite well and that is why I didn't see him when he lunged at me and scratched the shit out of me on my arm and punched me in the eye.

I left a couple of minutes later, having not fed the bastard. This was around 11:23am. My arm looked weird- a combination of purple and red; a reaction brought about by my allergic reaction towards cats. I stopped by my girlfriends workplace to tell her what happened but she was already on the phone with Boris, no doubt getting a different version of the story. Whatever!

I didn't have LUNCH until about 1:12pm for matters that couldn't be helped. I had a Shawarma from a place next door. Our offices are catered to by this fat Greek lady and her sister in-law caters the place next door. I decided to give her a try, mostly because I wanted to avoid her questions; on top of my eye, my arm was now scared so it's obvious I was up to some dodgy behavior.

A Shawarma is a Middle Eastern-style sandwich with either goat, lamp or chicken meat. Mine had chicken, tomatoes, pita bread, hummus and tahini. I grabbed a micro-brew from the office and leafed through Variety while I ate.