silly little siamese kitten named cleo is rolling around in my lap and chasing her tail, but not getting up to do so mind you.

she talks a lot and will follow you around and is a complete spaz. she likes to hunt eyeballs. because they reflect things and move around a lot. once you can get her down she will sleep on your pillow until you get up, though.

the day we rescued her from the fate of being and outdoors cat, i found the ring my grandmother gave me. the gold one with the diamonds and the garnet. the one i couldn't find when we were still in the house and there it was just laying on the floor.

yesterday i signed up for classes. composition I (which, according to elise and jeremy (:D), is NOTHING like what i took at ucf. there will be no researching, yay) and intermediate algebra. both online. in 10 weeks. i'm not sure what i was thinking, but i'm certainly going to try to get both done and out of the way. if i can only handle one, then i'll drop one right away. i nearly panicked during orientation (and while on the subject of orientation let me say i should have gone for the first five minutes and the last twenty five minutes only) but bit my lip out of it and the only thing i didn't really like was that the campus was so quiet. but it is off season for students. and i am glad i no longer live on klosterman since all the construction has started to widen it for belcher.

also: if you come into dennys with your friend and you are both wearing ruben studdard shirts, expect to be laughed at by the two girls sitting by the bathroom (the bathroom is figurative). it is not mean-spirited. they are laughing at everyone. they would wear ruben studdard to dennys for the point of being laughed at. and clay aiken is a sick individual, anyway.

out of gas. later.