So this is my new cat. The cat doesnt have a name but she was born on ANZAC day so thats cool. Any Hooo, Name ideas anyone?

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Im going to take picture of all the notes i take in my team meetings from now on.

This is over an hours worth of dilligently nodding and writting in my note pad.

AWESOME!!

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What…

Wait…

When  did that hapen?

Oh yeah… Right after i asked her and she said yes. Which is good, because i love her and she loves me (she told me so and now she cant take it back, no givesies backsies). But holy crap my girl friend just moved into my house… well our house now. I dont mean to sound trepadacious because I’m not, I really do want the commitment, I love that I’m in a place where I could invite someone so close to me into my heart again, but I’ll be fucked if I know how we got here?

I don’t really remember the exact thought process that led me to this decision, but it leads to an interesting question. What sort hold do our women folk have over us? How do we become so attached to people so radically different to us? Why in times of prosperity in the west, in the face of all reason does religious extremism continue to grow, why is the sky blue?

Holy Crap My Girlfriend Moved Into My House!

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