Gina

My cat Vajra has a habit of doing what I refer to as “editorial puking.” Like, once she puked on my bed right before I had a date… With a dude who ended up dumping me in a pretty awful way. It’s like SHE KNOWS, I swear to God.

Tonight I came home, and she had, I am not kidding, strategically barfed all over the giant five-part To-Do List sitting on my desk.

Okay, Vajra. I am taking this as a sign that I should maybe pare down the list and chill the fuck out. I defer to you and your superior feline knowledge. You are usually right in these matters, after all.