If you havn't read today's Megatokyo strip, you should do so. Funny.
Bunyip is doing fine and her operation has been planned for next week on tuesday. I should be able to take her in first thing and bring her home that night, because I live just around the corner. They are going to make be pay a 50% deposite up front, which is fine, but reminds me that some people must get irate if their animal dies in surgery and refuse to pay. I don't like thinking that my cat could die, no matter how remote that chance may be.
For those who don't knwo, I hate tuesdays. Hate them. I guess it's fitting then that she will be going under the knife (or liquid nitrogen as the case may be) on a tuesday.
I've been working on my sorely neglected lit review today. It's begining to shape up okay, but I have another 4000 or so words to type up. No real biggie.
Jye still has my card to I can't get any money out and our house is empty of food. Hungry becka... Tonight we wil go shopping and I will eat again. Mmmmm - eating. I remember what that is like.
Just for the record, Polly is a pika, but I love him dearly anyway. We've decided to audition for big brother 3 together, so hat we can bitch about every body and try to bring some much needed thought power to the show.
I think I'm suffering from brain-death at the moment from sifting thought these mind-numbingly boring papers to find that one sentance which sums up my point. Or points. I dunno. Something like that. In any case, I need sleep. More sleep for me. And food.
I hate being so disjointed in thought.