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feeling: greedy >>
listening to: The Sound Bee HD - Answer
I have the weirdest cat in the world.
No, I lied. I don't. ALL cats are weird. That's what makes them awesome. <3
But ok. Earlier tonight I was listening to Art of Life by X Japan. And if anyone reading this doesn't know that song... GO AWAY. Seriously. Go find it, listen to it, learn what a bloody masterpiece it is, THEN come back, and I will acknowledge you as a human and we will carry on. :P
...I'm gonna make people hate me here.
Ok, back to normal. I was listening to Art of Life, which, for those who don't know, is 28 gloriously heartbreaking minutes long. And barring absolute necessity, I will not leave the range of my speakers or interrupt it with the pause button when it is playing, because it's just that amazing.
Yeah, anyway... now my cat finally comes into play. >> She was here in my room sleeping, and riiiiiiight after Art of Life started playing, she decided to wake up from her hours-long nap and follow her hunger. But she won't go to the kitchen (where her food dish is) by herself - she'll sit there and wait for someone to get up and follow her there, just in case there's an empty dish that needs topping off. I'm used to this. Happens every day, multiple times. Usually I get annoyed with her sitting there staring at me and meowing so I get up and walk her downstairs after just a few minutes, but today... I had Art of Life playing. I wasn't going anywhere.
So as usual, she sat there and waited... but most of the 28-minute song went by and she didn't even meow. Every now and then she'd even look over in the direction of my speakers with this O_O look in her eyes. I could swear she was listening too. See, even cats know the genius of this song. :P
However, once we got a couple minutes into Yoshiki's 11-minute piano solo, she finally had her fill and got up to wander closer to the door. At one point she even left the room... but got about 2 feet away before she came right back in and started meowing, waiting for me to walk her downstairs, still occasionally looking over toward my speakers. >> FINALLY the song ended and I walked her downstairs so she could sit her fat butt in front of her dish (which did not need refilling, by the way) and eat.
She sat here for half an hour waiting for me to take her on a 20-second walk downstairs to the kitchen.
I think I like the idea that she was just listening to the song along with me more. I mean, what cat is that dumb?
...Yeah, yeah, I know. :P
No, really. I love my cat. She's the best. But holy crap, lol.
Ok, back to the slots machine. $987,000 to go until I can afford that white tiger... *sigh*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/04/2010 12:22:00 AM
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