So, What's New With You?

I keep getting emails from the Michigan Humane Society trying to guilt me into either giving them money or take home another pet. Uh, they spent a few months threatening to sue me and then temporarily lost my kitten. I'LL GET RIGHT ON THAT AS SOON AS I GET DONE ICE SKATING IN HELL.

(Did I ever mention that they lost Wicket? We took him into the Detroit branch (we had adopted him from the Rochester branch) to get his produce removed and then tried to pick him up the next day. Cue forty-five minutes of a bored receptionist telling me that our cat wasn't there and wasn't on file. They eventually found him -- mixed back in with the cats that were ready to adopted -- and he still had his balls. Seriously, how heartbreaking would THAT be? Drop off the family dog for a snip snip and you come back to NOTHING AT ALL, SORRY KIDS.)

Speaking of college (which we are now), two things. First, I keep getting emails and mail regarding a bill from my old university for zero dollars. Now they're just taunting me, but I can't figure out why. It's like it's not enough that I gave them the best years of my life and emerged from university a withered old crone. Second, I have nightly dreams that I'm in my last semester of college. I think I'm about to graduate, but because I skipped five weeks to play Parcheesi day and night, there's no way I can pass my finals. Because of my crippling Parcheesi addiction.

Comments

[Em]

poor Wicket. those dummy Humane Society peoples... good thing you rescued him! (Or Momo would be really upset w/out his buddy)

[Fr. Spike]

That's startlingly similar to my actual college experience.