Right now I'm waiting on the War Dogs mastered CD to download, but the internet blows so much dick here that it's taking forever. We'll see if it ever even finishes!
As you hopefully assumed, these past few days have been cRaZy, so I haven't had so much time to post on this little guy. However, since then I have:
Translated 6 pages of Caesar's Bellum Civile
Translated 1 page of Sallust's Bellum J-something
Written 18 Latin sentences, as well as reviewing my previous 18
Done about 60 Greek exercises
Eaten about 8 pieces of pizza
Smoked 3 packs of cigarettes
Finished the John Adams miniseries.
There you go. You're all caught up. Isn't it exciting?
Last night, after finishing the miniseries, I get onto my computer for a moment to check my email, Facebook, et al. and my kitty falls asleep quite cutely in the middle of my bed. Aww, I say, how precious. So I go to get into my bed myself, as she usually wants to nest in my hair before she falls asleep, and guess what? The cute, innocent cat had just taken a HUGE piss in her sleep/just before she fell asleep.
What gives? She was using the litter box until about two weeks ago, when I gave her the bath from hell (she nearly died of hypothermia-- that was my bad). Somehow she's associated that bath with her litter box, for even when I try to lure her into it with treats, she just gives up on the treat and plays with her mouse, or scratches at the bottom shelf of books in my bookshelf, or unties my shoes. She's REALLY got something against that litter box. The litter's clean, the box never used to bother her; I can't figure out the problem.
I know this post is boring and stupid. I'm on my way to a birthday party so I'll have to talk later.
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