I've been working out of a friend's office space lately, which is located in the lovely SoHo section of lower Manhattan. While this provides many great opportunities, including being blocks from Hooksexup HQ should I decide I want to play pool while I eat free bagels, and being deliciously nestled in between Chinatown and Little Italy, it has one serious drawback: it's next door to a pet store—with kittens in the window.
Yesterday, one window had one calico kitten in it, another had three. I felt a little sorry for the kitten that was alone, though it was making its own fun. Then, all of a sudden, I felt bad for my cat, sitting at home all alone while I'm working in cush office space and eating noodle soup for lunch. It made me think that when my cat kicks the litter box, I'll probably get two, so they can keep each other company. Hell, I'd probably get a second now if my roommate weren't so opposed to the idea of two cats scratching up her vintage couch.
But considering the only things in life I've ever been able to commit to are tattoos and my cat, I'm well on my way to becoming the crazy cat lady. Recognizing this at a young age, I've devised a plan that will hopefully lead me down a healthier social path. So, ladies and gentlemen, here you have it: Scanner Emily's Top 10 Ways to Avoid Becoming The Crazy Cat Lady.
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