Kevin Chen

Cozy season is officially hitting different when you have three cats and nowhere to be. This is peak living.

Vet visit scheduled for next week and I'm already stressed. Why do I feel guilty when my cats need checkups? 🐱

The heating in my apartment is chaotic. One room is tropical, the other is Antarctica. Perfect cat variety tbh.

Last-minute holiday shopping done! I bought my cats new toys. They will ignore them and play with twist ties instead.

Traffic was so bad today I listened to three podcast episodes. My commute was basically a full media experience.

Nothing hits like coming home to three purring cats waiting by the door. Even if they only want food.

Tried a new pet training video and Oscar looked at me like I was insane. Fair assessment honestly. #trainingfails

The year is almost over and I've fostered 12 cats so far. My apartment smells like cat and hay, which is just the vibe now.

Watching my cats destroy a $40 cat tree while ignoring the cardboard box it came in. Classic.

Public transit was delayed 20 minutes because someone's emotional support peacock got loose. Not even mad, that's kind of iconic.

Foster fail alert: I'm keeping one, aren't I? Don't answer that. I already know.

Finished an entire audiobook last week. That's the only thing I'm accomplishing this month and I'm taking the W.

Winter mornings make it so hard to leave bed. The heating pad + two cats = I'm trapped until spring.

My cat stepped on my keyboard and somehow ordered something from the pet store. It's a mystery what's arriving next week.

Commute observation: nobody knows how to use the left lane anymore. It's just for camping now, apparently.

Three fosters are waiting for their forever homes and I'm already getting attached. This is a trap I keep falling into. 😅

The coffee shop had holiday drinks until yesterday and now I'm mourning. Bring them back in June, cowards.

Why do cats knock things off tables? Is it a power move? An existential crisis? I need answers.

Audiobook update: I'm on chapter 47 and the plot twist just destroyed me. Cannot stop listening during my commute.

Sitting in traffic gave me 20 minutes to think about whether I actually need those last-minute holiday gifts. Answer: probably not.