Signs that it's time for me to find a boyfriend: My cat Lazarus knocked one of my candles off the coffee table last night, and as I leaned over to pick it up, I said to him, without the slightest trace of irony, "Christ, kitty! Do you think I was put on this earth to clean up after you??" Whoa.
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