Kitty condo.
Goes inside the closet and houses the litter box accessed by the kitty door. That’s right, the kitty door. Laugh, be jealous, emote however you choose but spot will officially be shitting in style.
About me
i get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. sometimes this makes planning my day difficult. ~ e. b. white
anne dot paterson at gmail dot com
this is me. i’m in dc and i’m: living, working, gardening, swimming, learning, petting dogs, talking, brushing my teeth (not enough can be said about good oral hygene), cooking, riding my bike, reading, going to school, eating, walking, running, sprinting, drinking, sleeping and listening.
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i can’t stand questions like, ‘what’s your favorite book? movie? song? or artist?’ because i find them boring. chicago is my blood. i’ve called seattle and italy home. dc suits my current mood. my dad is my best friend. i like bud in a can, but have been called a beer/wine/food snob on more than one occasion. i’d like to live greener. i’d also like to be realistic. i will always own a car.
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i strongly believe that the secret to making green is going green. this is the intention i plan to learn by, live by and work by.
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oh and ice cream. i LOVE ice cream.
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sometimes i procrastinate here:
the wait wait don't tell me guy
funky butte ranch
fat cyclist
KERF
the lady behind lady
any connection to chez panisse is a good connection
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