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The Jim Neighbors Masculinity Project
Thursday, May 23, 2002
I am very depressed right now. We can't bring our cat, Shamaloo, to New Zealand because it is too expensive for us to transport. I am leaving family, friends, most of the history of my life and all kinds of creature comforts, but I am only really upset about this. I haven't cried like this since my grandma died. Strange. I feel like Morrissey, or something. I am supposed to be finishing up my master's thesis on Joan of Arc in Vichy France this week, so I should have enough to keep my mind off of this, but it is hard. Danielle is really upset, too, but she is putting on a brave face since I can't do the same at the moment. I had not had a pet of my own since I was 13, or so, so I think I poured an inordinate ammount of love (and silly cat toys and bad photography) into Shamaloo. That's really bullshit, though. Shamaloo is great and I will miss him.
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