Last night I went to the No Doubt concert with...well, my brother and our two best friends. Greg's really quite the fan of Gwen. But holy crap, I was in charge of getting tickets and I no idea what I was looking for at the Saddledome...and managed to hook tickets about ten feet from the stage? Like, could see the band better and in more detail by looking ahead than by looking at the projector screens. It was pretty intense. Gwen's kinda small? I don't know, it all seems sort of weird because I don't think I actually believe celebrities exist? And then being that close to them makes me feel like I'm not real either or something.

We also were a few feet away from Gavin Rossdale and he had their youngest child with him wearing these hilarious huge ear phones that were super cute. N'awwwww.

They did a really amazing concert, though. I enjoyed it way more than I thought I would. Particularly as I woke up yesterday morning with a broken ear. I do not know what is wrong with it but it hurts like a bitch and I can't hear anymore. So off to the doctor at some point.

I got to keep the kitten for the entire weekend. But now she has been picked up and is off. I never named her because I've learnt that gets me too attached, haha. So she is simply known as "kitty" and answers to that name rather like a canine.

( Pictures of Kitty! )

True to form, I have brought home a kitten! She is entirely black, and about ten months. The reasoning is that my parents are away for two months and NEED NOT KNOW. Also, she's got a home she's going to either tmw or Monday so I am just borrowing her. She's the sweetest little thing, though. She's FEARLESS. And she's super cuddly and purrs non-stop.

However, this job is CLEARLY terrible for my overwhelming desire to own a cat. It keeps letting me borrow them.

I just handed in my last bit of biochem homework! I'm finally free. Except for the part where my next set of classes start in a few minutes. What is up hour and a half of summer break. But next up is Japanese civilization so at least linguistics requirements are about four hundred times better than my biology one.

Also the Calgary stampede starts soon and that will hopefully involve many free pancake breakfasts.

Haha. I'm currently in my last biochem class and updating on my ipod touch. My iPod died yesterday and there was no way I was going to the lake this weekend without music. The idea that I could also go on the Internet was irresistable. Even if my finances are in the negative. Whatevs.

I'm also really glad to almost be done biochem. Chem is still the bane of my existence.

Right after class I'm heading to the lake cuz it'll be easier to study. I'm too easily distracted in town. My finals are Monday and tuesday and without isolation ten bucks says I'll fail biochem.

There is only another week and a half of the Spring Semester. Thank goodness. This semester is eating me alive. I'm doing well in the classes, but I wake up and do homework, I go to school and worry about how much homework I have, I go to work and try to squeeze in some homework, and then I go home and do homework until I pass out. Whilst eating comfort chocolate.

Anyway, just thought I'd say I'm not dead. Yet.

I'm super frustrated with a girl at work right now. Like, it's not bad enough that at this point I rarely know if/what I'm going to be working the next day, but please don't tell me I SHOULD know that clearly my schedule is going to be a certain thing when you told me you'd call me to tell me earlier in the week and then never did.

I'm in a very grumpy mood atm. People suck.

Oh man, I've been away for awhile.

Kitty came to visit me at work on Saturday, and he is huge! He is definitely a boy and has been named Gus. He now uses his back legs and has green eyes and stares intensely at everything as if he's been permanently rendered quizzical. I love him. I've offered to cat sit if his owners ever go away. For that matter, his family is amazing and I love them and they're so nice and let me see him and stuff. It really means a lot to me and makes me happy.

Things that aren't making me so happy is that I'm taking Speech Path and Biochem in spring semester right now and it's hours and hours and hours of work. Such a heavy course load. And because I'm so busy memorizing 20 amino acids and struggling to remember chemistry, I am not enjoying speech path very much which is also a ton of work and I'd like to focus more on that considering it's my likely future career.

Oh well.

So how have you all been?

Today I say goodbye to kitty and send him to his home. I'm doing alright now, but I'm sure I'm gonna burst into tears later. I won't be sad to start sleeping in more than three-hour bursts, but I've become used to having a ball of fur crawling all over me at all hours and sleeping and purring away in my bed.

I'm pretty sure he's doubled in size since I first got him. And he's starting to use his ears and move them around to hear things. His eyes are 100% open now, although they're still really dark. I think he'll be green eyed when he grows up. Also he's using his back legs a lot more and started walking rather than crawling. I'm a ridiculously proud Mama. He just had such a rough start and we didn't think he'd make it at all, let alone be doing so well.

My mom's totally fallen for him, and I almost think I could swing keeping him if he didn't already have people who wanted him. My mom was very easy to win over in the end, although I guess it's kind of hard to be against something so cute and utterly helpless. I think she sees him like a real baby, because she sort of preens and tells her friends how natural taking care of him is for me, as if I've provided her with a grandson and am an awesome mom or something. My dad continues to be stoically indifferent and largely attempts to pretend the kitten is not here so that if I start begging to keep kitty, he'll be able to put his foot down.

I'm just happy enough to not be woken up every three hours and not have to rub the little guy to make him pee and poop and not have to spend hours feeding him and not lacking time to shower or study and not doing a load of laundry a day and not going out in public spelling like kitten formula that I think I'll be too tired to be too upset about letting him go. I'm really looking forward to sleep.

But it was so worth it and I'm gonna miss him loads.

Omgosh, my kitty has taken over my life. I literally spend most of my time worrying over him, cuddling him, cleaning him, feeding him, and either grumbling that he's pooping too much or desperately trying to get him to poop more. I have learned something: I should not be given children or anything dependent on my care. Particularly as he weighs something ridiculous like 500g and I allow him to sleep in my bed despite the very real chance I will roll over him.

On top of that, I've been in constant contact with the people adopting him on Tuesday and every time I get an email from them I go and cuddle the little guy and start to cry because I'm gonna miss him. I was not meant to deal with these things during exam period. He probably knows more about Korean liquid adaptation from English loanwords than anybody should at this point because I wrote a report for about 5 hours while he was tucked under my chin.

I keep "cheering people up" with pictures of him because he makes me so ridiculously happy, and so here is my little man:

Ok, I am currently trying to hide a week old kitten in my room so that my parents do not find out. I have to take care of it for at least the next week, feeding it every four hours. IN THE MIDDLE OF FINALS. AND I can't let my parents know.

Laura, she's a smart one.

Happy Easter to anyone who celebrates today!

We have company arriving super soon, and an ENORMOUS feast prepared, which should be good times. There's also a ton of vodka, and my drunken family is also good times.

I've declared it a day free of homework, even though I have tons to do. Korean [r] and [l] allophones are destroying my soul and let's not even discuss Korean light verb constructions and the assignment of accusative case. Exam weeks are brutal, particularly with all these projects on the go.

But I shall not worry about it today and just pretend I'm not furious at Greg and have good times with the fam.

Happy Easter!

I've spent this whole semester wanting it to be done because all of my classes were either really easy and thus very boring (First Language Acquisition) or so hard that the only way I could cope was by drawing comics about Super Syntax-Man saving me (Minimalist Syntax). On top of that my schedule at work went from way-too-many-hours to how-can-I-survive-without-any-shifts-and-thus-money to good-hours-but-mon-and-tues-are-HELL. With a lot of drama between each schedule. Anyway, this semester sucked.

So of course, after my last class today I immediately got super depressed that it was over. Because I'm certifiable. Good job wishing fervently that the semester was over only to realise AFTER it was over that my best uni friend is graduating and thus WE WILL NEVER HAVE ANOTHER CLASS TOGETHER. Oh man, this sucks. Whatever.

In other news, I have lots of chocolate and will be consoling myself with it as I write my two papers.

I promise I'll be giving questions soon. I'm just a bit swamped at the moment. Will get to it.

Does anyone on my flist speak Korean?

001. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
002. I will respond by asking you ANY five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature. Or not so creepy/personal.
003. You WILL update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
004. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
005. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

( this is called not doing your homework )

Anybody want some questions?

.We got a random foot of snow Sat night and since then, my car has become stuck four times. Not to even mention the effort it took to dig it out in the first place. My best friend is currently in Mexico and it and I am sitting here very jealously.

.We've got a new vet at work! He is Bulgarian. And very chatty. And super. I'm very pleased. It means I haven't seen my boss in a week and I suddenly love my job again. love love love. It's a ridiculous and gross job, but I love it. As long as people aren't ruining it. And the new vet will help because my boss has fewer hours. And Dr D is super awesome chatty good times.

.I have a lot of work due at school, and only just realised there's only four more weeks. Cue panic.

Not that I ever would wish the flu on anyone, but the fact that my syntax prof has it and I don't have to go to class today is the best news ever. *relaxes*

I hate 2009. It is kicking my ass.

So I've moved into my aunt's house to take care of the cat for a week, and brought almost all of the essentials one would need while living about ten minutes away from their own house. DO YOU KNOW WHICH ESSENTIAL I FORGOT?

PANTS.

So, my dad is currently renovating the stairs in our house, taking out the carpet and putting in hardwood. Because my dog can barely walk on the wood around the rest of the house (he's named Retardo for a reason, and he slips and slides into walls on a regular basis) I was naturally pretty worried that Loki would slide down the stairs and hurt himself. More true to form, it was me who slid down the stairs and like, punctured the big toe on my right foot.

ANYWAY, this is a pretty ridiculous injury to begin with, but it wouldn't stop bleeding (at this point I'm starting to think I might have a clotting problem or something) and so we had no choice but to bandage it, but we had no supplies that would like, fit a toe with a big chunk taken out of the tip. SO, I went to the clinic to steal something.

Now I am walking around with my toe wrapped up in PetFlex, which WHILE IT IS AMAZING, is also mildly embarrassing. It's this amazing gauze-like wrap stuff that sticks to itself without adhesive or anything, and srsly, pets get better care than people, no lies.

The thing is that I have a big toe that is now roughly DOUBLE in size and HOT PINK with PURPLE DOG BONES ALL OVER IT.