Kitty update. That's all there will ever be here from now on. An endless string of kitty updates.

Starting to see a pattern, no? A brown tabby pattern.

So the little guy, whose name changes by the minute, is doing better today. We moved him to my room, which is away from the parking lot and excitement of "outside." It's quieter up there, and he seems to be calming down.

I'm a wreck, but that's par for the course.

I really wanted to wind up and unleash tonight, but I've got nothing. I looked through my blog feeds and, meh.

I thought about getting my rage on over my bus driver, who was on the fucking cell phone when I got on the bus this afternoon. It's like driving drunk. Your reaction times slow and it's sort of rude in public, don't you think? You know, it used to be so simple. When I was growing up, if you heard someone behind you on the street having one half of a conversation, you assumed they were insane. But even though still I assume that most people are insane, now the maniacs have phones.

There was the large woman at the train station who was circling my bench saying, "Oh, I made a big mistake. A big mistake. A big mistake. I made a big mistake." I put on my sunglasses so I would not have to interact with the crazy, but she seemed to have the "guilt switch" flipped to on. There was also the guy on the bus who...I don't know who he was waving at enthusiastically, but I can't imagine that anyone would wave back, and he really did seem to be looking at me. When I did not wave like a jackass back, he marveled at how cold it was outside, as if we all somehow forgotten how we'd just been standing out there waiting for the bus.

Why was I out today? I didn't have to teach or have office hours. I was trying to get away from my new cat, which is a horrible thing to say, but his yowling, when he is in yowling mode, scrapes against my very spinal cord. I just can't take it. I got nothing done at work, of course. I went to the library to attempt some grading, but just as I settled down to work in the silent area, a student and her physics tutor sat down next to me. They were going over Newton's laws of motion, which I thought were very basic. This poor girl was having a hell of a time with some pretty basic concepts. Anyway, I decided that I would rather listen to the yowling than try to work with loud, uncomfortably incompetent physics happening in my ear.

I broke out the sardines today. The little nipper had not eaten in 24 hours, and I was a little concerned. So, I broke out the fish. It smelled so awful, you knew the cat would love it. He did. And then he took a nap next to me, which was nice. He was like a normal cat tonight. That calm room is just the thing, I think. I don't know how Mina, the cat who sleeps in my room every night, is going to fare sleeping in the hallway.

HJ