i spent the majority of today’s extended family christmas party carrying around a 9-week-old kitten. i have scratches all down my arm from playfighting with said kitten, and from when it clung onto me to escape a vicious 4-year-old human male. it meant i didn’t really have to talk to anyone.

but here’s the kicker: i don’t like animals. i am truly apathetic to most pictures of cats on the internet. and yet…

a fucking 9-week-old kitten.

i had a christmas party a couple of  days ago and i think it tells you everything you need to know about myself and my group of friends when i say that we were originally going to watch the muppet christmas carol but ended up bingeing the first five episodes of orange is the new black.