Daily Bullshit

Speaking of shit, my morning poo and each of my farts smell EXACTLY like last nights cheesesteak. It's a mixed blessing because they reek but mmm do I love me some cheesesteak. I'm leaving for a few days to help out the Halestorm guys this afternoon and apparently Reaper knows this so he's cuddling with me like there's no tomorrow. He had a death grip on my left hand so I'd pet his stomach until just now so I could write this. Now he's laying across my stomach with his head resting on my elbow and I just can't stand it. I've got a lot to do between now and 3 so I'm just really slacking. I'm going to go now.