Cheer up Mr. Meowgyi...

It is Christmas!
I miss my family a lot but Graham's family is pretty sweet to hang out with too.
His sisters are really cool because they laugh at all my jokes.

Graham's mom is pretty ill right now so we're ending up having to stay another night.
Which is a little lame because I feel dirty and just want to take the world's longest shower. Not kidding, I could probably sit in the shower for an hour right now. Not that Graham's family is gross or dirty or anything. Just with all the walking and rubbing against strangers when we were out. I feel like I smell like dirty city air amplified by wet, angry cat smell, rodents (GRAHAM HAS GUINEA PIGS AND HAMSTERS!), and my own strange smell. (Which Graham says doesn't smell bad as I keep asking if I smell and he says I don't smell like anything.)

Graham was getting visibly irritated at my cat jokes like, "You've cat to be kitten me right meow." So I looked at him square in the eye and said, "Cheer up Mr Meowgyi." He just stared. So I went on, "Meowgyi...hahahaha I'm so funny. Lick on, lick off. Hahahaha."

(I have no life because I think things like this are the best things ever in the history of hilarity.)

I think he is upset because he wants to spend Christmas with his girlfriend. And I feel bad because I would trade places with her so she could be here for him. I know how bad it sucks to be separated by an ocean and 5 hours from someone who you care about a great deal.