Yubsie's Yammerings

I stayed up until 4 AM last night to name a fictional kitten. I clearly have my priorities in order. (WEll, technically we were naming FIVE fictional kittens, but one took a lot more time than the others. :p)

But yep. Priorities!

Woke up feeling pretty wretched this morning. I was going to try to tough it out through the wonders of medication, but then thought the better of it. So I sent my coworkers an email saying I wasn't dead in a ditch (yes, that was the subject line) and decided to take a nap. Man, being a grad student is sweet. :p

When I finally was ready to go in to work, I had the fun problem of "But there's a CAT on my chest." Schroedy is good at helping people take naps, but not at letting them get up afterwards. :p

They've started IR in the class I TA. Except... they haven't actually learned about any of the functional groups that IR is GOOD for. Which leads to a lot of "Yep, the peak you're looking for is that little shoulder. This is why you wouldn't REALLY use IR to figure this problem out." :p

I'm now three episodes into the first season of Battlestar Galactica. Seriously, what TOOK me so long?

So apparently the book I just finished doesn't have a sequel. It sure ended like it has one. :p Considering the protaganist's oldest son was still in the clutches of people who trained him to hate the protaganist. And the protaganist was vowing to rescue him. His friends were telling him he was crazy, and he was insisting that he could do it because he had all the right friends.

Apparently Schroedinger thinks bathrooms are scary places people might never come out of. Because she camps out and guards the door until people DO come out. :p Now that she's settled down she really wants to be where the people are. :p She basically gets magnetically attached to laps. Though she'll settle for feet if I inform her she's not allowed on the computer. :p

Grah, why doesn't the world understand that grad students have INCOME? It's not GREAT income, but it's income!

Apparently the reason we've had so little luck with the animal shelter is that they get as far as me being a student and Ryan still looking for work and reject us out of hand. How do they think we're LIVING?

I guess I'll have to find a way to clarify this on the application.

I want a kitty. :(

Merry Christmas or whatever you celebrate everyone!

I feel bad for the poor puppy and kitties today. We eat Christmas dinner at lunch, and then we're on our own for supper because usually no one is that hungry or willing to cook. Which, umm, ended with us kinda sorta maybe forgetting to feed the animals THEIR supper. Oops. :p

I spent most of the day reading Making Money because as usual I got the newest Pratchetty goodness from my father for Christmas. And oh MAN, I am never getting page 254 out of my head. SCARY STUFF.

My mother gave me, among other things, a bridal magazine. This should be entertaining. She still thinks I should wear heels. Haha, not happening. For some reason she objects to the totally adorable dyeable satin bridal SNEAKERS I spotted. :p I personally think they're a BRILLIANT idea. :p

We had fun watching Hairspray and Robot today. My brother is now sad that he didn't know about Robot in time to try to convince his English teacher to watch it when they were studying Frankenstein.

Now my brother and I are racing Voyage of the Damned torrents. :p