my mini magellan

this cruising business is getting out of control. you put her down and no contiguous stretch of apartment surface is safe: bookshelves are emptied, cereal boxes knocked down, outlets fingered, wires tugged, cat box excavated, trash can overturned, drawers yanked open, precious vinyl records unsheathed to be used as frisbees, and adult knees tweaked like radio dials. it's madness, i tell you, madness! she can really move. forget about turning your back on her.

the funny thing about cruising? if she wants to simply cross the hall, she has to circumnavigate the entire apartment. haha! loser.