I dunno, Prime would go for this. Maybe more than chocolate. Just hold the mayo.
Today was… not a great day. I spent at least half an hour crying, which caused my eyes to ache and gave me a throbbing headache on top of that. I’m still missing Sammy. The current state of things doesn’t help: our country is a damned mess being run by an incompetent Ferengi who seems hell-bent on fucking over anyone who isn’t straight, cis, caucasian, or male and he has the support of a shitload of straight, cis, caucasian males. It’s beyond maddening. Thank Primus the mid-terms are a couple of weeks away.
Whether I want to admit it or not, Sammy was my emotional support animal. Sure, he was a cat, but he didn’t mind me venting and was more than happy to hug me when I needed it. He’d do goofy things that made me laugh. When I was about to rip my hair out because of W, Sammy kept me sane. Now I don’t have him and it’s a lot harder to cope.
Primus, I need another cat. If only to keep my sanity.
Iacon East 