I vacuumed my apartment tonight for…well, for the first time in way too long.  There were crunchy things on the carpet and I’m still not sure if they were (a) kitty litter tracked in from the bathroom, (b) cat kibble crumbs, or (c) none of the above.  I’m hoping it wasn’t c, because I walk around here barefoot.  Ew.

And less than fifteen minutes after I had finished vacuuming and even sweeping and mopping (kitchen and bathroom don’t have carpet but were just as filthy), the sounds of Kitty Armageddon float over to me from the living room.  There are fur tumbleweeds on my freshly vacuumed rug, floating in the breeze from the a/c.  Fucking cats.  Why do I even try?  Oh yeah, because I couldn’t deal with UCC – Unidentified Carpet Crunchies.

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