spitbite

I'm perfectly content to spend all day on my laptop, snuggled away in my little apartment. This schedule of mine has really taken a toll on me:

Four classes at college
Page editor on the newspaper (and NOTHING ever goes smoothly there)
a "real" job which consists of tutoring hellacious 3rd graders with no self-control
A full time boyfriend (I love him as much as he's a pain in my ass. Love is what keeps him from being smothered with a pillow while he sleeps, is this what having children is like?)

So I'm taking this Saturday off and I don't care if I'm in my pajama bottoms all day. Pooh-pooh!

My kitties are the cutest things ever:



We raked the leaves this morning, and Beowulf jumped right into a big pile. I was lucky enough to grab a few good pictures before he tore off into the alleyway on one of his wild daytime adventures.



and yes he is very much the mischevious bastard he seems







I've been trying to pick up a little reading-for-purposes-other-than-school again. It's sorta kinda working. Twitterville by Shel Israel and a psychology book concerning the 4 theatres of the brain (I'm too damn lazy to get up and look at the title) are my current reads. Non-fiction gets me hard.



But for now, I'm going to spend some of this pretty Saturday watching Season 4 of Buffy. I forgot how much I love this show and identify with it. Call me nerdy.