Man, I'm busy.

You have no idea. Seriously. Like none.

But I am not so busy that I won't take a minute to update my blog.

Mr. Kitty Cat (Gavin Randini), is coming along fine, I think. We have not figured him out yet however. He growls and rubs against you. He likes scratching, both giving and receiving scratches. My arm is so carved up, you'd think that I was a messed-up teenager. He has a weepy eye and needs to get a parasite test (separate matters), and then we will be able to mix him in with the other cats. I think that he will want to kill them less if they can get used to each other.

I spent today grading, and I will have to enter grades into my spreadsheet tomorrow morning before class. I finished one class. Two more to go (one a night). The students' final project is also coming together. I came up with grading criteria for them. They will get a weekly score for...well, I can't tell you that, can I? Haha. But their final project is going to be freaking awesome.

In the evening, I read a novel, which is always nice. It's Pynchon, and it kept my mind off of the fact that I was basically sitting around waiting for clothes to dry.

Guitar-wise, it was on tonight, bitch. That's all I'm saying. I have discovered backing tracks online, and it gives me a chance to hear how I would be doing if I had a band to play with, or so I like to think. And it's not so bad, I mean, except for not knowing any of the songs. The ones I do know, however, sound right enough to me, and I enjoy futzing about trying to get my own take on the song. Give me digital delay and my Big Muff, and I'm a happy camper. My chorus pedal, of which I am also fond, seems to be crapping out on me pretty quick. I can't seem to plug it into my line (for some obscure reason) without using batteries, but it tears through them overnight (I'm not leaving it on or a plug in or anything). It just dies fast. I am going to try going to Radio Shack and see if we can't find an adapter that fits it. Next? I'm not sure. Because I don't make shit and just barely get by, I can't afford to get that guitar upgrade, which is a decade overdue.

Damn it.

Anyway, I have to be at work in a few hours, so I should probably try sleeping. I know lots of people who swear by it.

HJ