Argh. I'm trying to work on my Eisenhower paper, but Justin started a Green Machine chat room, and about half of us are there, so I'm all distracted. They're like family to me, honestly. We are the Green Machine, we rocked the town without being seen, and if you don't get that by now, you just don't. And no, I will not do the dance for you. It's not the same without twenty other people backing you up.
Work today was not too good. Those cats started getting on my nerves. They're not weaned from jumping on the table yet, and I hate picking them up while I'm eating. It just seems so... germy. And they always jump up into my workspace. One almost stepped on the computer keyboard today! I just wanted to get them away from me. I had this whole mental rant on the way home about how I never want pets. There's something wrong with all of them. I've calmed down since, though. I suppose pets are okay, depending on who you are, and how much of a neat freak you are.
I think MLW changed me. And maybe not all good changes. Greg and I have been kinda on edge for the past few days. It seems like my MLW experience has distanced me from him. He seemed glad that I came back so happy and confident, filled with this great attitude. But I know that he missed me. It's like we're having issues again. I don't like that. And I still don't know what we'll do tomorrow. Six months is a long time; it deserves recognition, but I don't know if my parents will let me out mid-week. And I'll have to work on Wednesday, so I can't be out late.
Life is weird. That is all. Random thought, courtesy of Nadia: What do little birdies see when they get knocked out?
