Getting ready for school in the morning is easy when all you need to do is yank on the same ol' scrubs and drink whatever coffee is left in the pot from the night before. Waking up at 6:45 is the hardest part. It's not entirely difficult to go to bed at a reasonable hour, but unfortunately, Maverick sleeps in my sock bin all day and spends the nights trying to see how much stuff he can rearrange or knock over, preferably things filled with liquid or something messy that can fall onto me while I sleep. Come 3 am, Priya wakes up too, and the two of them race laps around the room and bounce off the furniture, using my body as the start/finish line. In the morning I find that Mav has gone through my bra and underwear drawers and removed everything, as well as tangled together all the prisms hanging above my window.
They're experiencing a bit of drama with the dog we live with, since they value their personal bubbles, and the dog likes to play almost as much as it likes to eat their shit out of the litter box. If my door is open, the dog is in the doorway, eyes wide and eager, quivering in the hope that the cats will make any movement that can be conceived as playful. Only in the past week have they begun to leave the bedroom without me out there luring them.
Since my free time hasn't really been filled with much studying yet (no need so far), I have filled it with Law & Order: SVU instead. Upon moving and being forced to abruptly cut off my TiVo Law & Order marathons, I thought I would continue watching it a bit on my laptop. Of course, "a bit" turned into a minimum of 6 hours of SVU every day, and I gradually worked my way back through the whole series. When I finished, I started reading books a little, but decided to purchase another Harvest Moon game and play that too much instead. Why actually go outside when I can go outside in a video game? Speaking of which, I am actually half-playing it while writing this, and I would rather be full-playing it, so ta-ta.
