Real bad.
Everywhere I look I see them.
I get all weepy.
And saw "awww" a lot.
Perhaps it's because mine is now twice the size it's supposed to be.
Perhaps not.
It doesn't help that practically everyone I know and love is on the fast track to getting one.
Or another one.
Crap.
Not sure what the best way out of this particular predicament is...
but I have an idea...
Double crap.
I just need to keep myself busy, yeah?
Think that will help ward off the thoughts of fluffy little tiny things?
Yeah, I know.
There's nowhere to hide.
Resistance is futile.
Triple crap.
Definitely wouldn't mind getting me one of these though.
All cute and pink and fluffy.
But the odds are kinda stacked against me.
Stoopid DNA.
And I'm pretty sure I don't wanna end up with one of these
Before I get one of these.
Just an FYI for those inquiring minds.
It's a vicious cycle I tell ya.
Can't be happy with what you have.
Always gotta want more.
The realistic part of me knows that adding to the mix will make me feel kinda
But then I see
and get all squishy and aww how swweeeettt and oohhh
So what now, eh?
For real here, people.
I think I need a major distraction.
Or else we might have,
ahem,
problems...
