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So, as of 9:24 tonight I have yet to find anything that will cure my boredom. I don't know what to do with myself. I think the problem is that I have so many other thing I want to do, but I haven't got much time to finish up my school-type things, and therefore end up doing nothing because I don't want to touch the school things with a ten-foot pole. I'm tired of Nietzsche. I can't put up with Tolkien right now. And whatever the heck we're doing in Critical Perspectives isn't holding anyone's attention, and I don't think it's because it's sunny out (actually, I think the only times it was sunny today were when I was inside).
At least my mom called me tonight. However, she mostly called to tell me about her absolutely lovely morning that included taking my poor cat to the vet because something (probably a raccoon) beat the crap out of him a day or two ago. Good news is he'll be fine. Bad news is he's stuck in the house for ten days. And he's not happy about it (probably marginally less upset than Anubis, who got locked in the garage today and can't get out until morning). I'm pretty sure our two toughest cats, Gus and Bad Cat, kicked poor Newbie out of the house, but I've got no proof since I haven't seen any of them since spring break.
Just so everyone else can look at the adorable face of my poor, suffering Mewoo, here is a slightly dated picture.
Hughes would be proud of me. Isn't he cuuute?! Awww, look at my little Mewoo-kitten (who's a year old this week!). If he wasn't such an outside cat (fighting coons, how brave!) I'd bring him back to Chicago with me next year so I'd know he was safe. Hehehe.
At least my mom called me tonight. However, she mostly called to tell me about her absolutely lovely morning that included taking my poor cat to the vet because something (probably a raccoon) beat the crap out of him a day or two ago. Good news is he'll be fine. Bad news is he's stuck in the house for ten days. And he's not happy about it (probably marginally less upset than Anubis, who got locked in the garage today and can't get out until morning). I'm pretty sure our two toughest cats, Gus and Bad Cat, kicked poor Newbie out of the house, but I've got no proof since I haven't seen any of them since spring break.
Just so everyone else can look at the adorable face of my poor, suffering Mewoo, here is a slightly dated picture.
Hughes would be proud of me. Isn't he cuuute?! Awww, look at my little Mewoo-kitten (who's a year old this week!). If he wasn't such an outside cat (fighting coons, how brave!) I'd bring him back to Chicago with me next year so I'd know he was safe. Hehehe.
