THE PUSSY DIARIES

hello my dear possums,

have i mentioned how much i love my job lately? yes, yes, yes ... i know i couldn't mention anything lately cause my dear love was occupying me a lot. bur you might like to hear that i am not turned into a ginormous popsicle yet ... actually the only notice i get from the weather is when i stand out on the balcony for having a smoke ... if you haven't yet, this is the moment you could insert a heartfelt AWWWWWWWWWWW for poor little nico.
who literally has to write pussy diaries at the moment ... we have a new project at the office trying to sell catfood ... and i am the diary ghostwriter for a very snobby cat ... which also explains why the picture shows barbara cartland, the queen of romancenovells ... like which i feel at the moment. and what scares me even more than wearing pink is the fact that it is so damn easy to write that crap ... it just flows out of my fingers ... i just thank the universe for our lector, because i cannot spellcheck the stuff because i would have to read it again ... i am afraid i'll dream of fabio tonight ....

so to get this evil thought out of my tortured little brain we need some music ... fast ...

i thought about pussycatdolls first ... but then i found something i REALLY like at the moment ... and it also fits to the theme ;D