***stardust

can't think can't concentrate can't sit still and sure as hell can't sleep or be productive cos OMG VERTIGO COULD BE PLAYING ON THE RADIO AT THIS VERY MOMENT AND ONCE IT DOES IT'LL BE ONLINE AND I CAN HEAR IT AND----

*disintegrates into a completely incoherent spaaaaaaazz*

*returns later, slightly more calm*
see article on interference.com. if my windows media player wasn't possessed, I'd have that station on. :p

How the feck am I supposed to write a philosophy paper?! good lord. *giggles* Thank goodness I had only seven pages to read and it's a quick little 1-2 page discussion paper... (these are annoying though cos, believe it or not, I keep summarizing things too well, and can't quite blather my way through two full pages..)

On top of that, our cat's still meowing outside. -_-;;
..no, we haven't really a cat, landlord won't let us. *pouts* However, there's this incredibly friendly, rather overweight brown'n'black cat whom Britt and I met at the busstop one day. We sat around petting him for like ten minutes, then he wandered off. Not long after, I was sitting around outside talking to Megs on the phone, and the cat wandered up. So I petted him awhile and it was cute. Another day, the same thing happened, and Meghan'd left the door to the house open...and the cat walked right in. *giggles* Since then, he's come by every couple of days for the most part, we leave the door open when we see him so he can wander in and then out as he pleases. He's like the friendliest cat I've ever run into, it's funny, he doesn't mind anyone picking him up or anything, heck I was using him as a *pillow* tonight and he didn't care. *laughs*
However, Meghan'n'Justin made the mistake of picking up cat food. *giggles, buries face in hands, shaking head* He's come by two, three days straight now, and on top of that, it's often more'n once a day. *giggles* Not that we *really* mind, he's sweet and we adore him lots. (And admitedly, last night was my fault - I heard a cat fight outside and darted out, finding a black cat who slunk away, and then our cat, whom I scooped and brought inside for awhile to make sure he was okay.) But tonight, goooodness. *giggles* Britt and I were gonna watch this movie I picked up at the Dollar Store (they've a whole bunch of old movies we've never heard of on dvd for a buck, I figured hey why not..wasn't bad, really, and the Frank Sinatra performance at the very end had Britt rolling around on the floor in orgasmic bliss for very nearly half an hour *mad giggles*)..and the cat showed up. And was here the entire time, fell asleep for awhile, it was cute. But then he kept going to the kitchen and wanting food, I had this philosophy stuff to do and Britt had a shower to take, Meghan'n'Justin were long-since asleep..and the cat wouldn't stay in my room for more'n five minutes, he kept meowing at me from the hallway, then going straight for the kitchen once I showed my face.
Finally, I had to get this done, Britt was going to bed, I put him outside...
And he's STILL out there meowing and now I'm starting to feel bad. ^^;;;
But it's a nice night out, windy but warm and clear and pretty, and he's gotta have an actual home, his fur's all nice and he's flea-less, *and* he's ridiculously well-fed...

*forces self back to philosophy paper*

*Ananda Daydream * 1:51 AM * *

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