yellowdays

i got my kitten fixed. and he doesnt hate me, but he is being rather wary of eddie so i figure it must have been a big guy who he saw last before his surgery. im sure hell be fine.
so i guy i knew was living on the streets a few years back and was staing at a shelter when another guy killed him, i wont go into detail(unlike the article i read) but the guy got a life sentence with no chance of parol for 10 years. which is better then the guy who killed my other friend. and although i am very happy he got what he did, it bothers me that he had done it before and was released. its hard to be hopeful in such a sick world. but somehow i woke up this morning and continued on with life without a feeling of eternal doom, and everyone else might hate the weather(cept the girl of destiny of corse) but it cheers me up. it reminds me of vancouver. le sigh. i really love that place. i should email nemo and call peter. yup.