I like the night life, as do my cats.
The kitty cats, Todd and Stacie The Cat, are watching me, probably irritated I'm interrupting whatever they usually do while i sleep.
Its kind of a let down.
Every night i hear at least one large crash followed my their teeny little feet tearing away from whatever carnage has been wrought, but when I join them, its back to business as usual.
"What?" they seem to say.
"We were just chillin'. You know, because we're cats."
"Purrrrrrr"
I KNOW as soon as i go to bed, its going to happen again.
I find some teeny evil part of me thinking, "mwahaha, I'm going to stay up ALL NIGHT so you can't have fun!" , only to realize I'm depriving myself of beautiful, precious sleep, just to be a dick to my cats, who will just wander off and do something else.
I am an idiot.
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