i uh, i'm not sure??
i guess it's the day i rescued toast. i was working at a steakhouse restaurant and in the back near the outside furnace a stray cat had just had kittens. one of the kittens was really weak and was struggling to get under the storage shed so i went inside, got some brisket, came out and fed it to her. she warmed up to me almost immediately and when she was done with that i went back inside for more. i fed her for about an hour before realizing i wanted to take her home. i picked it up and started petting it around the backyard (a part of the restaurant that's outside) and almost every co-worker came up to coo at the baby kitty. i eventually was allowed off to take the kitten home. when my roommate came home that night she was beside herself and played with the kitten for like five hours straight, it was amazing
runners-up for Good Memories: late weekend nights at iHop with my high school friends, moving to Alabama and being able to live in a room my father built, meeting my father, when alicia came to visit, when celine came to visit, going to NYC, and like tons more wow