So, I'm currently reading...
...Myst: The Book of Atrus. Tiny spoiler alert, but I’m only two chapters in, so not really.
Halfway through the first chapter, Atrus gets a kitty from his grandmother, Anna, and decides to call the cat Flame, as it’s tiny and orange. At the end of the second chapter, Atrus finds some roots that end up being poisonous. He doesn’t eat many, but still suffers stomach pains because of them. Flame, who had been rolling around in the garden and generally being a kitty, however, dies.
I have been sitting here, on my couch, and crying hysterically for about ten minutes now. Everytime I think about this poor kitty that I got to know in the space of 20 pages dying, I start crying again. And I’m not talking the sniffles. I’ve gone through a significant amount of tissues and woke up my own cat, who is now sitting beside me with his paw on top of my hand as I type this, trying to comfort me in his own slightly evil way.
I’m a sucker for cats. Everytime I hear about someone’s hurt or sick cat on Twitter or Facebook, I donate more money that I should - more money than I can, really - to these poor creatures. I have never felt as close to a person as I have to a cat. Never.
In other news, today started out really shitty, with me waking up a full FOUR HOURS later than I had intended to, getting nothing done, and then finding out Chris forgot to pay the phone bill so I had to put it on my credit card. Actually, that’s still pretty shitty, and to add to that, when I got home I found out that Chase sent me another informative letter about my forbearance (ie I can’t pay my student loans because I have $.24 in my bank account), and they’ve pushed the day I have to start paying them back up a month from 10/11/09 to 9/11/09, so I have to call them tomorrow and see which one it actually is and if it is September I’m probably gonna see how many times they’ll let me file a forbearance ‘cause ain’t no way I’m gonna be makin’ enough money to fork over $200 to my student loans each month in two and a half months. Plus, in January, I have to start paying on my two other loans, which I can probably get reduced to, oh, THE SUM OF MY ENTIRE PAYCHECK. Right, so I’m gonna be seeing about working more hours coming up. Let’s hope that goes well, or someone’s filing bankruptcy (not that it would really matter).
Let me repeat: college, for someone like me, was a mistake (at least the way I chose to do it, and I’m still mad at my parents for all their non-help).
IN BETWEEN ALL OF THAT, however, today was pretty good. I made a decent sale and Eileen bought me dinner (grape leaves, spinach pie, and hummus. Nom Greek food nom). And Chris and I cuddled on the couch and watched How to Lose Friends and Alienate People, because we both have a crush on Simon Pegg. It was a pretty good movie, too, though admittedly not his best (but that’s what happens when you don’t let him write the movie. XD).
Alright, that’s all for now. Don’t wanna make this too long, and anyway, I should be getting to bed. Love you all.
Halfway through the first chapter, Atrus gets a kitty from his grandmother, Anna, and decides to call the cat Flame, as it’s tiny and orange. At the end of the second chapter, Atrus finds some roots that end up being poisonous. He doesn’t eat many, but still suffers stomach pains because of them. Flame, who had been rolling around in the garden and generally being a kitty, however, dies.
I have been sitting here, on my couch, and crying hysterically for about ten minutes now. Everytime I think about this poor kitty that I got to know in the space of 20 pages dying, I start crying again. And I’m not talking the sniffles. I’ve gone through a significant amount of tissues and woke up my own cat, who is now sitting beside me with his paw on top of my hand as I type this, trying to comfort me in his own slightly evil way.
I’m a sucker for cats. Everytime I hear about someone’s hurt or sick cat on Twitter or Facebook, I donate more money that I should - more money than I can, really - to these poor creatures. I have never felt as close to a person as I have to a cat. Never.
In other news, today started out really shitty, with me waking up a full FOUR HOURS later than I had intended to, getting nothing done, and then finding out Chris forgot to pay the phone bill so I had to put it on my credit card. Actually, that’s still pretty shitty, and to add to that, when I got home I found out that Chase sent me another informative letter about my forbearance (ie I can’t pay my student loans because I have $.24 in my bank account), and they’ve pushed the day I have to start paying them back up a month from 10/11/09 to 9/11/09, so I have to call them tomorrow and see which one it actually is and if it is September I’m probably gonna see how many times they’ll let me file a forbearance ‘cause ain’t no way I’m gonna be makin’ enough money to fork over $200 to my student loans each month in two and a half months. Plus, in January, I have to start paying on my two other loans, which I can probably get reduced to, oh, THE SUM OF MY ENTIRE PAYCHECK. Right, so I’m gonna be seeing about working more hours coming up. Let’s hope that goes well, or someone’s filing bankruptcy (not that it would really matter).
Let me repeat: college, for someone like me, was a mistake (at least the way I chose to do it, and I’m still mad at my parents for all their non-help).
IN BETWEEN ALL OF THAT, however, today was pretty good. I made a decent sale and Eileen bought me dinner (grape leaves, spinach pie, and hummus. Nom Greek food nom). And Chris and I cuddled on the couch and watched How to Lose Friends and Alienate People, because we both have a crush on Simon Pegg. It was a pretty good movie, too, though admittedly not his best (but that’s what happens when you don’t let him write the movie. XD).
Alright, that’s all for now. Don’t wanna make this too long, and anyway, I should be getting to bed. Love you all.