Racket and Hullabaloo

[mllelaurel]

I think my cat went insane last night. She was sleeping peacefully, then all of a sudden, at four in the morning, she woke up, and started tearing around the appartment, meowling to be let out. Mreh. We really have to housetrain her, one of these days. She kind of came with the house, and I guess her old owners trained her to be an outside cat. Then they moved and left her behind. Bastards. It's a good thing she's so adorable, so that the neighbors loved and fed her until we moved in.

In other news, the lab report is moving damnably slow, and I've discovered that I have to do not one, but five to ten college essays, due to length restrictions and specified questions. And it's still cold. There are, obviously, better reasons for hating your life out there, but mine seem quite suffiient right about now.

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[mllelaurel.livejournal.com]

At this point, the best my brain can come up with is: "Papers yuck!" I knew there was a reason I;m planning to major in Creative Writing - you get to do a manuscript instead of a Senior Thesis! But first, I have to get accepted to college.

My kitty doesn't really have a name yet, so she goes by, alternately, Monkey, and La Marquisse. Mom is responsible for the first nickname, Dad for the second. I'm trying to decide on a more permanent name for her.

And you have two kitties - that rocks! What can I say, you name your cat, you get the personality that goes with the name. Plus, come on, you have a Hisoka-personality kitty: that's adorable! *Cuddles bitchy kitty* How do you come up with their names, anyway?

*Looks over all the typing* We should probably continue this in e-mail - that would make more sense. What do you say?