From William Wordsworth

Love this poem by William Wordsworth, discovered it watching the wonderful film named after its title, written by William Inge, directed by Elia Kazan, and starring Natalie Wood and Warren Beatty.

Splendor in the Grass

What though the radiance 

which was once so bright

Be now forever taken from my sight,

Though nothing now can take back the hour

Of splendor in the grass, 

Of glory in the flower,

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind;

In the primal sympathy

Which having been must ever be;

In the soothing thoughts that spring

Out of human suffering;

In the faith that looks through death, 

In years that bring the philosophic mind.

-- William Wordsworth

resolution

Stussy emerged from the bathroom today. When I saw her cute mug I melted completely and told her I didn't care about the day time minutes, she can use my phone whenever she wants. And she growled, "That's right bitch!" So glad to have her back, we're inseparable.

For the record, all of my bathroom products were in place, although my bubble bath looked a little low...

cool criminal cat

I planted a nanny cam in the living room the other day, and sure enough I caught Stussy ringing up my daytime minutes while I was out. Notice how cool and collected she is. When I told her she would have to stay inside for the next week, I only got a a soft purr of indifference for a reply. No sign of guilt. Not even an offer to reimburse me. She's been hiding out in the bathroom since the day of the bust. Probably up to no good in there, using up all my product. I've got some very fancy spa treatments she'd love to get her paws on.