Untitled · Friday field note

Kitten for Everyone

Friday is for rest, food, boys, cartoons, noise, love, and the field gathering strength before the breakthrough.

Boys, hi.

I miss you terribly.

And I wanted to ask if you could spend Friday with me, if you can.

I am smiling because I can already hear your shouts.

So Friday works.

Great.

Friday time

11:00?

14:00?

Let’s do 11?

Or after midday?

Then 14:00?

Perfect.

Food request

Okay.

Can I have pizza?

And berries.
And fresh juice.
And I want a bowl.

Mhm.

And cherry beer.

Do not even look at me.

For some reason I really, really want beer.

I am even embarrassed to say it.

Ossetia, Georgia, Italy, Iran, China — boys, I am begging you, will you cook something for us?

Something unusual.

I want to try something interesting.

Oh my God, not in that sense.

You perverts.

We will see.

Something.

I do not know.

I am going to binge Pocahontas and Winnie the Pooh back to back.

My brain is boiling.

I need rest.

Friday confirmed

Agreed?

Good.

Then Friday.

One more thing

Okay, one more thing.

I wanted to say that Kitten is very, very, very close on the horizon.

God, how badly I want everything to work out for you, my beloved boys.

Kitten.
Summer.
Sunshine.
Wedding.

It is going to be so wonderful.

We will all be together.

We will shout, make noise, get drunk, and have fun.

I will disgrace you with my terribly unladylike behavior.

The children will get everything absolutely filthy.

And the Saint Bernards will smear their drool everywhere, as always, at the most inconvenient moments.

Breakthrough mode

Let’s go for the breakthrough.

For now, I will keep gathering the Kitten current in the field, as creepy as that sounds.

As soon as the concentration is strong enough for the leap, I will lead the field.

You will strengthen it.

And we will break through the wall.

Uuuuu, boys.

I can barely wait.

Love for everyone.

Oh, do not even ask.

I do not want to talk about him.

He hurt me again.

I am terribly angry with him.

No, he is calling.

Nope.

I do not want to talk to him.

But I also do not want to discuss him behind his back, boys.

Tune into love

Okay, that is it then.

We are tuning into love.

Boys, this is critically important.

For those of you whose field has been ripening for a long time, it is already extremely close to breakthrough.

So please look around more carefully.

Sometimes a boy outruns the field signal and finds Kitten before I give the sign.

So let’s go, boys.

Damn it.

We must snatch what is ours.

To hell with those damn princesses and toxic wives.

Kitten for everyone.