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Mm, procrastination.

Still majestic procrastination

When did I turn out to be the counselor? Since when am I a person who can plausibly interpret and untangle social problems? I'm a cat, for goodness' sake! Not a social animal. However, I seem to be in the most objective position, so perhaps I'm doing some good. Hurrah for the absence of a lot of dumb habits and conventions. Honesty I hold in better esteem than tact. However it may injure the unreasonable amount of pride I still seem to have.

Ah, luxuriant lounging. And problems I can comprehend, and perhaps eliminate.