psychic...powerless...another man's cat

maybe i just woke up on the cranky side of my bed but today, in the shower, i was thinking that next time, and i'm sure, unfortunately, there will be a next time, i need a roommate i will adopt a strict no cats policy. i don't care how clean and attentive a cat owner you are i do not want to live with in their filth anymore. i don't want to have my everything covered in their hair (i'm already covered in my own, thanks). i don't want to smell their wet food or feces or urine. i don't want to walk through their litter. and i don't want to hear their bitching when they are hungry. get a fucking job, cat, and provide for yourself. all you are to me is a houseplant with the ability to knock shit over.