i figured out chloe sleeps in my underwear drawer. good thing i don't use it, i pile everything on top of the dresser in a way the cats can't get their balance on and don't sleep on. but as i grabbed a new shirt, i saw the tail flick out of the drawer and it scared the crap out of me. at least she's off the desk. she's diabolical and creepy. her absolute cuteness (because she never grew up, she stayed small) and neediness weakens everyone around her. she loves attention and will go to any lengths to get it.
fuck this, i feel sick again. with just water. i'm going to go lay down.