It's Time for a Squeeeeee.....

That's right.... We now have TEN followers.  Count them.  


It means absolutely nothing that the last follower is my brother and related to me.  He's probably jus glad he is mentioned on our glorious blog.  He might even say it is swell.  


He really enjoys the word swell.  He generally uses it to describe things like sonic tater tots and my awkward suitors.  


I will take a minute to describe him.  Imagine someone tall, lanky, skinny, not especially muscular, blonde, musically talented, and smart enough to make you wanna punch him in the face.  Yes, he is also adorable.  I jus wanna pinch his cheeks.  In a very I'm-not-actually-a-grandmother-or-eighty-years-old sorta way.  


So yeah he's going back to school this week.  Sigh.  Now we can't harmonize.  


Guess who will be seeing Wicked again?? ME!! And my mom.  It will be the third time since October.  


Except it's not showing in my city anymore, so what do we do??  Go to Florida to see it and disguise our trip with the purpose of seeing family.  


In order to get in the spirit of Wicked for two months from now, I've been listening to the soundtrack for like days on end.  "As Long As You're Mine" makes me tear up, and I will most likely awkwardly serenade someone (maybe P Meggy, jus to make her feel awkward) with it.  


The reader should note that my cat is currently snoring.  I think that's kinda weird.  I didn't know that cats could snore.  It's honestly somewhat surprising.  My parents snore loudly enough.  Now I have to deal with the cat too??  


The reader should also note that he is meow-mumbling in his sleep.  It's really rather adorable.  I'll put a picture of him on here someday.  


I am procrastinating.  Being that I haven't started this week's story, I feel saddened.  I like making deadlines.  It makes me feel both accomplished and organized.  I am not anywhere close to being the latter.  


So I will submit the story eventually.  Friday evening, instead of writing this week's story, I was editing the  debacle known as "Liberated."  I'm still very sorry for that, by the way.  


So, for P Meggy the Macon, I present the week's challenge.  Another songfic.  Because I love Wicked and fabulous music, your challenge is to create a songfic for "I'm Not That Girl."  Plenty of angst, first person POV, please.  Gracias.  


I will say it only once, because we are both very, very late.  


ELOPE.  


Hasta la Bye Bye from CatCooper<3


P.S. My cat just woke up.  He is looking at me strangely.  Also slightly homicidally.  What was he dreaming about??