merry christmas,you sulky cat.

As of now my mind has a marketplace of thoughts colliding into one another and it isnt a pretty sight.
Interesting yes,for there are violent images referring to "I hate men!"declarations(of northindian mites and marshmallow origin),
fond reminiscences of my feline friend slevin(whos turned out to be female,after all),
and caantemplations (as put a hotheaded malyali nigga i know of)
about whether it was a good idea to create a random blog in the first hour of xmas
as per the advice of a literary character from a 19th century poem,known to many as la belle dame sans merci/bonifisheii.Love you narcisstic hotheaded leatherclad bonifisheii,who ironically has permanent xmas 'coloured lights' in her room that 'lighten up' my life..hehehe.
Strawberries and cream come close to heaven when consumed at 11 pm AND procured furitively from a rattling old fridge.
On rawther a serious note I here endeth.
meow and a merry christmas to myself.