jesus christ halifax and your cat obsession- fur and shit and fur and shit and repeat. sure, you get a strange being to project your own (strange) drama onto, something to watch and talk about that’s neither your own progeny nor other cats on youtube, and a little cat-sized shield between you and the unique void that is halifax life, but your little non-companion feed me pet me or fuck off friends (who neither need nor care about you) look like very poor stand-ins for such notions as ‘responsibility’ or ‘ambition’ or ‘friends’ or ‘doing something’ or ‘something to talk about.’ your cat love level is a barometer, revealing a-how insensitive you’ll find me (thank god), and b- how brief our relationship will be. —just ruined most north end dating opportunities

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  1. Awww, thanks Shesang. And you’re 100% spot on about the OP.

    OP, if it truly is beyond your limited powers of comprehension to understand why there are people who prefer the company of animals to humans (or, certain humans, at any rate) I can provide no better illustration than to advise you to re-read your own Bitch. Read it slowly and carefully, sounding the the big words out loud, as required. Those who would choose a pet over your company, obviously have their priorities regarding, ‘responsibility’, ‘ambition’ , ‘friends’ and ‘doing something’ 100% in order and are missing nothing.
    Stick to swilling jagerbombs and telling AIDS jokes at your local sports bar. It’s all the fulfillment you require.

  2. You can’t expect to maintain your credibility with the hipster elite by dating peope from the South end, Klyde.

    Something like, I dunno, attending SMU must be offset by also being a part time blogger for a local artisan collective, or something. Its cold in the game.

  3. Maybe so SG, hard to get rid of stigmas… instead of felines, one can deal with canines…I see enough of them on Sp. Garden Rd.

  4. What if OP went further and remarked about all the students who leave cats to go stray? Maybe he or she has that view and simply didn’t go further, would that change the tone of your comments. Let the first who hasn’t sinned cast the first stone.

  5. I wonder how many times OP has lost out to a cat. You hit me as the kind of person OP that feels if it isn’t all about you, you have no time for it.

  6. OP-are you a dog? Based on the single opinion you’ve offered, it’s pretty obvious to all of us you’re a black lab with a purple bandana around your neck, about 7 years old, traumatic childhood, flea’s back in 2009, chronically lost out to cats, terribly self-centered, and a jager-bombing douchebag who loves AIDS jokes and sports bars. Pretty transparent I’d say…Bad dog!

  7. I ALWAYS use a potential partners anthropomorphic ‘love’ of their pet as a barometer for how fucked up they are.

    …. I’m never wrong! because they always are.

    i dated this one woman who spoke for her cat all the time…. how cat was feeling, what cat was thinking… on and on. it was like dating Cybil.

    nice cat, but the chick was nutty!

  8. good grief, no one say another word to OP. let him be. hopefully he will find a partner of the same ilk to couple with. now THAT would be his just desserts.

  9. You came to the wrong neighbourhood bitching about cats here, son.

    I can see how even a mediocre animal fancier would prefer a cat over your company. You’re a nag.

  10. Geez, why da hate? What cat sprayed in your frootloops? Jus’ chill and have a Happy Caturday. Now, Can I has cheezeburger?

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