I was heart-broken twice. Once when Tsuki-san died, and once again when I saw his clone in the street and had my joy crushed instantly.

But Tsuki-san is back from the dead! He came back home after a month’s absence, dirty, beaten, and thin. My Tsuki is still alive — he never died! Or did he die, and then felt so bad for me that he returned? Cat resurrection?

Doesn’t this seem very weird? My father found him dead in the street a couple of weeks ago and I mourned him and considered a hamster for a mini-companion during my rebound time. My sister was about to get me one today but she changed her mind in the last minute. Tsuki’s girlfriend never visited us while he was gone… And Tsuki came home and brought her with him!

I gave him a bath, as I had promised myself when I saw his clone. He hated me for it, of course, but that’s OK. Who cares if he hates water as long as he is alive? Sing along: My baby is home and the joke was on me.

Welcome back, Tsuki-san!

I got sent a brilliant article that, to me, sums up life and being. Read here:

Video-Game Character Wondering Why Heartless God Always Chooses ‘Continue’

“I often wonder, as many video-game characters do, whether God forces me to Continue to punish me for my sins,” Snake said. “After all, I’ve deserted the American military, killed hundreds of guards, and betrayed my would-be lover, Meryl Silverburgh, by submitting to torture in the alternate ending to the first installment of ‘Metal Gear Solid.’ But sometimes, like when I suicidally attack dozens of armed guards with only my bare hands, it seems that God is putting me through hell merely to amuse Himself. It just doesn’t make sense.”

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God, also known as Orangeburg 11-year-old Brandon MacElwee, offered no comment on His greater plan for Snake, saying He was “too busy trying to get to the part with the knife-throwing Russian girl.”

Article via The Onion and thanks to Yoda.