FRI MARCH 30th

Right after successfully outlining the order of pictures in a collage of dirty magazine covers (which I had planned to send to my sister as a joke later that evening) the phone rang. During the call, my cat attempted to hang from the coiled cord, dangling by the claws as to not fall from the cord, yet subsequently fell into a pile of breasts awaiting below him. My collage has now been re-ordered and re-situated upon the countertop. My sister is coming to town next week. She is having a baby too. I believe she is hoping for a girl, like her, I hope the same. I have thought that the collage would be too crude, but she laughed at the concept. I re-assured her I will contain myself once the baby is born.