I just read yet another thing that makes me feel humorless and full of shame. Todd Levin is the kind of funny that lets you know that even if you and your friends think you are funny on occasion, you are not.
I had a sad thought a minute ago when I was trying to fall asleep- I heard Jacky make this tiny groan sound, and I thought: what if Jacky is dying.
aw, even as Jacky dies he sounds cute.
I feel guilty for putting "Jacky" and "Die" in the same sentence since that's an impossible and imaginary horror movie idea. But I thought it, and it's true that even when he is choking on his own fur and spit it's precious.