No Jury in the World Would Convict Me

[sadlikeknives]

It's 5:15. It's the cats' first day in my new apartment. George won't shut up. He has reached new decibel and pitch levels of annoying. I'm pretty sure he woke up the upstairs neighbor; after one particularly LOUD bout of yowling, I heard him walking around up there.

I suspect the new (covered!) litter box is not up to his exacting standards. But Jesus Christ I'm too tired to drive to go get a new one. *whimper*

I just want to sleep.