Inspiration Pass pictures

A bird at The Nitobe Memorial Garden:

A silly man at the H.R. Macmillan Space Centre:

#whatmakesmehappy at The Museum of Vancouver:

Really enjoyed my visit to @Museumofvan and The Happy Show today. Also, my cat is #whatmakesmehappy. pic.twitter.com/NK2v91rg8V

— Aaron Chan (@theaaronchan) June 11, 2015

And an angry fluffy kitty:

I killed a cat

In my dream last night. It was attacking me and I had to go in through this door to safety but it just wouldn’t leave me alone so I had to kill it with the closest thing to me — a small sofa. I lifted it up and hit the cat a few times with it until it lay on the ground, and yes, I felt terrible because I love cats, even evil, killer cats. There was a lot of other weirdness about the dream, like going through the door and having to memorize a nine or ten digit sequence in order to get through the next doors to safety, where the world had not been ravaged by a plague, but I only had so many tries before I wouldn’t be able to get in the door anymore, so I was knocking on the door so that someone could open it and just let me in, which ended up happening… at which point I think I woke up in a sweat because the door sequence thing was quite stressful… or perhaps some other horrible stuff happened that I no longer remember, which could be a good thing, and wow, this entire paragraph is one clusterfuck of run-ons.

Fahrenheit 451

Managed to surprisingly finish this one in a few days. I had no idea it was so short! Also, since I’m sure all three of you are sick of looking at me and my near-naked body, here is a guest appearance by a special someone. Who was also coincidentally held hostage in the bathroom when this was taken.

Cat for mayor

Did anyone else see this? Oh, those kooky prairie folk. I would vote for him if I could because he’s a fluffy cat.

http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/manitoba/winnipeg-meets-mayoral-catidate-tobias-tuxington-1.2689627

I like my cat

Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if I didn’t have my cat, and I think I back to how my sister tried to take her away from me when she left for the US again. I stood in front of my house, crying my eyes out, and in that moment, I felt like a parent, helplessly watching someone take away their child.

My attachment to my cat frightens me. Not because it’s unhealthy, but that I depend on her for so much.

Cat on/in a backpack

Not exactly on, but not really in either. What would the correct preposition be?

Look at this crazy cat guy

1.  Go here: http://www.prideubc.com/content/executive

2.  Scroll down near the bottom of the page, until you get to this crazy guy with his crazy cat:

3.  He is so silly!  (This is not really a step)

Goodbye kitty

My kitty is leaving tonight.  She’s on my lap at the moment, chilling out.  I’ll miss you, my fuzzle kitty.  See you soon.

So cute!, a photo by icy_snow88 on Flickr.

I might not have time

so here is a post.

My cat says hello to the world.

Last day of classes

Batman, a photo by icy_snow88 on Flickr.

Tomorrow. Finally. And then it’s one more thing out of the way before I actually get to enjoy my summer instead of thinking of what to read and do for my classes.

Oh right. First exams. And then freedom! Huzzah.

Here’s a picture of my cat. Just because.