Mood:
downSometimes, it sucks to be the last of a dying breed. The Midnight Worker. Or at least, it's a dying breed around here. So basically, it's just me and the kittens. Which is alright most days I guess. I get lots of furry affection, and when they're actually awake they're pretty entertaining. I've been introducing them to the outside world via their little kitty harnesses, and they've been introducing me to things like, napping on the couch, or knocking things down just for fun. Can't get into the crunchy food though, that's where I draw the line.
And really, I should be so productive right now. I mean, I have tons of time to say, clean my house, work on my school stuff, exercise, generally better my person. I have endless hours to think and rethink everything I do, have done, or possible will do in the future. Also, I find new meaning in sitcoms and tv-edited movies. And the best of all, I now tend to go and visit work when I can't stand the lack of human interaction anymore. That or I just give up and sleep. In fact, more often than not, I give up and sleep. Just to pass time until I have something to do again. Which is usually work. Which I can't stand. Ah well, I'm sure there's some happy medium in there.
But for now, it's me and the kittens until October. Hurray for surgery to bring me back to the world of the night sleepers. Although, everyone will be working during the day...so it'll be me and the kittens...damn vicious cycles.
