Author Reports: Spring Break Not Very Break-Like

Yesterday I had to go to school at 7:30 to meet with my partner for this massive Crim Law project. Then I spent the whole day at work and stuck around after to do homework. I was at the office until midnight. At 10 p.m., I heard a ton of firetrucks outside, sirens and everything. Shortly after, the fire alarm started going off in my building. Ugh! I'm on the top floor of the building and really wasn't looking forward to climbing down 12 flights of stairs, so my initial reaction was to ignore it. After a minute of that, I considered how much it would suck to get trapped on the top floor of a burning building. So I grabbed my coat, and my phone, and my keys, and trudged down the steps. When I had made it down to the second floor, the sirens stopped. Now that was a big bummer, because since I had gone through all the work I was really hoping for some action. It's not fair that Toby's the only one in the house who gets to take a trip to the hospital. I wanted to get partially asphyxiated by smoke, get pulled out into the street and be resuscitated by a super hot paramedic. (er, just kidding, honey!) Anyway, it was a total drag, so I just took the elevator back up and returned to work. Car woke us up at 6 this morning with some really loud, weird, purr-scream sounds. I thought she must be in a fight with a wolverine (I'm sure she would win) so I shot out of bed and went in the kitchen and picked her up and she stopped. She let me pet her for a long time and she didn't scratch or bite or anything. Progress?