IN: Sometime after 10 last night I gave in to the cliche . There I was , curled up on my couch watching Rita Hayworth as Gilda flipping her waves of luxurious hair and prancing around on legs that looked to be about twice as long as my entire body . She was , in the words of another blogger , glorious . And I was feeling , well , not so much ... See I was missing the boyfriend pretty badly .
Did I have a satisfying evening ?

OUT: No , I felt pretty restless and bored , and frustrated

IN: lately i ' ve had this stray cat hanging around my house . it 's a black cat and i only see it at night . it just sits right beneath my window and meows constantly . it will not be quiet unless i go outside and scare it off .
Why does the narrator have to be so aggressive with the cat ?

OUT: It has to chase it away .

IN: But yeah , general happenings of interest : I had my NYS audition . I think I did pretty well on Bach and Bruch . I ' ve definitely played BETTER , but I did n't freak out like I usually do . Obviously , my G minor melodic scale was fine .
what instrument was probably being played ?

OUT:
The piano