Waffles gets neutered tomorrow. This is how the conversation went:
Me: Waffles, you’re going to the vet tomorrow to get neutered, pack your bags. Waffles (photo 1): Neutered? Whats that? Me: Oh, just a simple, minor surgery. Waffles (photo 2): Ohhhhhh ouch. What kind of surgery? Me: They take your harbles. Waffles (photo 3): NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I read. I write. I spend all together too much time on the internet.
I talk incessantly about books, TV and movies.
I write for Hello Giggles and Huffington Post Books regularly, and tweet frequently as Bookoisseur.
By day, a mild-mannered assistant at My Damn Channel. By night, whatever I can think up.