i'm so stressed and annoyed about how i'm going to get my teaching certificate that i'm giving up for today and writing this blog. i'd like to scream and hit something, but i've realized that might be a little extreme and i'd scare the cats.
for the first time in my life i'm enjoying a job...and it's retail. that makes it strange, but considering i'm working with books all day long, not so much. i don't get up in the morning saying to myself, "sweet, i work today," but while i'm there it isn't so bad. i'm excited for employee 40% off week. everyone is getting borders christmas presents, so i hope that's not a problem.
what's new? last saturday, matt and i went to scott and emily's place and played some games with them, along with matt nantais, nikki, ken, and bridgett. i got there in the middle of an intense jenga game which got to 32 stories (the limit is 36, so you get the level of crazy). ken finally toppled it, but it was really inevitable at that point. then we played this american idol karaoke game on playstation, which i loved cause i got to sing. scott kicked everyone's ass though because it was hard to stay on the exact pitch of the original artist. matt played a girl and sang falsetto. hilarious.
anna and i are friends again. i'm looking forward to reuniting and catching up. 4 months is a long time when you're used to knowing the usual going ons in someone's life. it's like one of the little negative blocks has been lifted off my shoulders and now it's something that doesn't have to bother me during PMS week.
it seems like gus is just constantly growing bigger every day. i thought he'd be a small kitty because he was the runt of the litter, but now that i'm noticing how big his paws are, i'm thinking i might have been wrong. he's totally hyperactive and does not understand the word "no" at all. he has an obsession with eating my hair when i lay down while purring insanely loud, so our new rule is no kitties allowed in the bedroom at sleep time. he's always tipping over my garbage can under my desk and playing with the contents, throwing pee balls out of the litter box, sticking his head in my cereal bowl, dive bombing every object in the apartment, and walking on my keyboard (which hairy has also taken a liking to, but he won't walk on the keys, just stand directly in my line of sight and rub up against my face). have i mentioned i love my kitties?
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