Stop fighting fate.

[kellinator]

In life, I guess it's important to refine your goals as you get older.

Elementary School Goal: Become a great actress. Or a cartoonist.

Middle School Goal: Become the first woman president and marry David Johnson. (Cute guy. Totally uninterested.)

High School Goal: Become a great writer.

College Goal: Become a brilliant professor. Get married, have children.

Grad School Goal: Ummm... not die?

Post-Grad School Goal: Get a master's of library science. Get married, have children.

New Goal: Have twenty cats.

No, really, I'm serious. I love kitties, and I think a house full of kitties will make me happy. Screw all that other stuff. I want kitties.

And getting to the twenty cats will give me goals. Like, if I want to have twenty cats I'm going to have to have money. Y'know, for vet bills and cat food and kitty treats. And a nice big house, because they're going to be indoor kitties. Yeah. I'll need a better job.

[Poll #281004]

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[malinaldarose.livejournal.com]

I have friends who named their cats Cat, Cat Too (or Two, I'm not sure which), called Tooie, and Tertius ('cause they were getting pretentious, I guess). I can't wait to see what they do with their next cat.

They follow patterns with dogs, too. Their first dog was named Smeagol. She came to an untimely end and her successor is named Deagol.