got it!

I think I figured out the picture posting thing. I hope this looks okay (the formatting, not the apartment).

Ok, apparently, although I was at the top of the game in 1997, I've since become a webtard. I give up because I want to go read fanfic before I have to take the stupid Lunestra. Wow, eh? It's just like one of those "Find the _____" games. The cat is My Apprentice; he doesn't have a say in the state of the apartment because he has no opposible thumbs to clean nor an income to hire a ChaCha. I don't know what's my excuse. Oh right... Bipolar Disorder.