The Wiz Disappears While Friends Argue and Stuff Faces With Pork Chops and Brownies

The Wiz has apparently run away. She used to be terrified of the outdoors. Suddenly, this week, she decided she liked it. She came outside tonight while we were having dinner on the patio, and I decided to just leave her out here. Of course, I'm terrified that she will be impregnated by The Manx, because she hasn't been fixed yet. The real problem, now, unfortunately, is that she has simply disappeared. I'm sitting outside with my laptop now, just hoping that she shows up.

Matt & Geoff just left, after a lovely dinner followed by much wine and argument. The three of us fight so much, it's hard to believe we remain friends. Tonight's topics: Feminist jurisprudence, jurisprudence of middle-class white guys, the role of race in jurisprudence, affirmative action, and the role of advertising in a capitalist society. We argued for hours. Then we decided to make some brownies at about 1:00 in the morning. Then we stuffed our faces with brownies and milk and argued some more. I swear to God, we are the biggest nerds I know.

Wizzie-Woo, where are you, you pathetic skinny little thing? Shad's going to kill me for losing her...The Wiz is his favorite kitty. Of course, I prefer Car, despite, and possibly because of, her feistiness.

Holy Shit, The Wiz just appeared, like a martian panther from...Mars. Now she's running all over the place and won't let me catch her. And of course, Car is chasing her around the backyard and terrorizing her. For Chrissake. I better go get this situation taken care of. Ta ta!

Update: Shad came outside and coaxed Car and The Wiz indoors. What a miracle worker. So, the kitties are safe, though we're not sure whether The Wiz is knocked up or not.