Kitty Meows at Woman Accusatorily

I explained to her that it is Shad's job to feed her and that he would be picking up some food on his way home. She is pissed. It is all the same to her, and I don't think she understands English.

The weekend was, in a word, sucky. I spent all day today and yesterday trying to finish a work project and feeling like the biggest moron ever, completely unable to advance the ball on these issues despite spending thirty or more hours in research. Tonight I chucked whatever self-esteem I had left out the window and just sent the thing off and will probably be fired tomorrow for being so extremely stupid. Meanwhile, as I languished in this cesspool of pointless circular research and self-hatred I completely ignored my Tax exam, which is tomorrow. I was vaguely aware that my classmates have been holed up in the library for the past week studying for the thing, and for some reason I am so engulfed in apathy I did not even manage to look at an outline until a couple of hours ago. So, tomorrow is going to be a bloodbath. Ah, well. This too shall pass.

I did have some great times Friday night. Kicked the night off with the oh-so-exciting annual Nerd Review banquet. Shad was hosting a going-away party for good ol' Julia so Mikey was my date. We procured several drink tickets and had a lovely time. Then we went to Shad's party, which was fun, and by the way it certainly is not awkward to bring one's law school boyfriend to a party thrown by one's spouse. We swung by joLynn's party around eleven and stumbled back to our side of the river sometime around 2 or 3. It has been a long time since I had that much to drink. The extreme hangover probably did not help my mood the rest of the weekend.

All right, I'm going to get to bed so I can get up early and learn an entire semester of Tax. This is going to be fantastic.