Today I overheard a conversation between my cat Chinaski and my girlfriends Shoe. I could tell from her tone she was pissed. She's currently trying to find witnesses that will support her suspicion that my girlfriend and I have been getting high on wood chips and god sauce then eating her litter. I don't know how far she's willing to take these claims, but it's been a rough couple of days for her.

I made myself a Pasta Fettuccini at around 1:30pm today with louisiana shrimp, tomatoes, nicoise olives, sweet basil and extra virgin olive oil. I downed this meal down with a coke softdrink, but couldn't finsh it.