On approximately exactly one month ago today I was serenely cogitating about perchance initiating my solitary studies when I was abruptly and abrasively made to recognize the presence of others.
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For those of you unaware of the joys of Redbubble.com, it’s a website where independent artists can upload media and gain revenue selling various products without having to own the means to manufacture them. More specifically, it’s where all the VSCO girls in middle school got these stickers:
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Hello everyone and welcome to another installment of the Monday Cats Up with yours truly. Oh sorry. Catchup.
But speaking of cats, I have a personal update to share with you all before I dive into the week that has passed and the week ahead. Yes, I was ashamed to admit this at first, but I need to be as honest as I can: I like Moxie now.
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Red. Raised. Dry. Itchy. It might be the stick n poke your friend gave you last week with a Peirce fork shiv, but it also might be ringworm.
On Friday, September 27, The Atlantic published an article called “The Cat With a Campus Wrapped Around Its Paw.” Amazingly, it was an eight hundred word piece in a national newspaper that someone got paid to write…about Moxie, the cat. I would like to take a moment on this blog, just slightly less disseminated than The Atlantic, to provide an alternative perspective: it’s a fucking cat.
The Kenyon Thrill 