To The Third Floor Tenant:

There are no Thursday appointments for acupuncture! With anyone! :(

But there is trans group.

Gaby is laying across my arm, purring, and she JUST LICKED MY FACE. She's doing it again!






























This cat, I tell you.

I finished my midterm for The Creative Process in six hours today. It consisted of a two page treatment, two pages of casting concepts, a sixteen shot storyboard, a scan of the original note my crazy former neighbor left me, and a CD with "creepy, disturbing chanting choral music." I bet no one would've ever pegged Julie Andrews to fall under that category, but thanks to some podsafe music collection I found somewhere and someone called Qrter, we can all be even more creeped out by her sugary sweetness than we were before.


I will share with you...