I want that bird.

Luckily not every time I go to the hospital is stuff fucked up, because I go more than once a week these days (I'm going to avoid that this time, or die trying). But you'd think they'd get the hang of it--my insurance info hasn't changed in months.

Insurance companies piss me off in so many ways.

I am in grading hell. How is it possible that some of their papers got worse from the first to second draft? I could weep.

Ghetto blaster cat condo: [link]

If you scroll down you can see a picture of a cute kitty inside it....

That's not a cat.

That cat looks like the spin cycle is about to start.

I think I may attempt Sephora after work. But I'm going to buy alcohol first and smoke a bunch of cigarettes before I go inside, and hope like hell I don't get arrested for assault.

Noah photos [link] from last week to hold you over until Kat can put up ones of him under the Xmas tree.

Love this one!! And the perfect caption to go with it.

This is my fave: [link] Such a handsome guy!

I'm not even going to get paid for working today yet I'm sitting here fretting over emails people haven't replied to yet.

Everything I have to do is preparing environments for people, but they are so skittish about telling me what they need, yet eager to complain they haven't gotten it.

Such is, I guess, the way. But my head hurts and I want a new way.