kitty power

ended lasted week banged up, its wed only and im already diced.
nicks and scratches all over, im a sight for sore eyes.

i think im turning into one big slab of prime meat, waiting to be sliced and packed into nice little styrofoam trays and packed into the cold section of NTUC. or a scratching post. seems like i've been playing against giant kitties past few days. not a session goes by without my feeling the smarting of yet another nick when sweat seeps into it.

i have decided that i will wear a football helmet from now on. maybe a long sleeved tee as well. armor. maybe a katana blade too. and some shuriken as an afterthought.

next few days are gonna be a drag. non-stop guard duty for the rest of the week. seems like im the go-to guy whenever someone needs cover.

prolly gonna spend the time stuffing myself.