Great Things are Going on Here

News:
- Callie refuses to name her cat Tiglash Pilesar (pronounced Pill-eh-zar), which is a very nice name in my opinion. She insists on George, which I can accept.

- I am still employed.

- I may have alienated my neighbors . . . they parked in OUR parking space (I know it was them because I saw the same car in THEIR space later on) and I left them a note . . . and now I think they may want to destroy me. You decide. The note ran as follows:
- Hi, please do not park in our space again. If you do, we will find out who you are and where you live and we will kill your dog. Just kidding. We would never do anything like that. But seriously, please do not park in our space again . . . unless you ask us first. Thanks.

- It is very, very hot out.

Okay, it is way too hot. It makes me absolutely furious. It makes me want to disfigure someone . . . no one in particular, just some random individual that I am able to get my hands on. I am already looking forward to autumn and it is only the beginning of June. By the way, I am going to be a pirate for Halloween. I am so excited about it that I might dress up a little early . . . like tomorrow. But it's almost too hot to be a pirate. I can't believe I just said that! It's never too hot to be a pirate!! Arrrrrr me mateys!

*I sound like a very violent person, but I'm really not*