Life of a Creative Writing Grad Student [and knitter]

The occasional opining of a sleep-deprived grad student, with cheese.

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Hey again

Yeah, so I needed a break from my paper, and I can't very well take a nap, since I wouldn't get up in time to finish the nasty paper. It's currently 35 degrees out, although the weather people say it feels like 23. We've got a mixture of snow and rain, although I don't think it's cold enough for the snow part to come true. We've got steady winds at about 36 mph, and it'll take a lot to motivate me to leave my cocoon of green fuzzy.

Wednesday, I'm not setting my alarm. I'm going to take some nice melatonin at about eight tonight. Then I'm going to curl up in my blankets and sleep until I wake up. If the cat upsets this dream vacation, I'll be more than miffed.

Speaking of my dear cat. She has been extremely affectionate lately, due mostly to her hormone-stricken state of mind. She decided she wanted to be close to me, and that curling up on my legs wasn't close enough. So the little thing placed herself in my arms (I was typing), and curled up with her paws tangled in the laces of my shirt. I swear, that cat makes me feel more maternal every day. I spent at least half an hour cradling her and rubbing cheeks with her. I had to call it quits when she began licking my neck. She'll be licking away sometimes, then suddenly bite. I'm not interested in explaining how I let my cat bite me on the neck, so I settled her at my side and she seemed happy enough there. She wakes me up by licking my nose in the mornings. Such a cutie.

She doesn't like storms or the wind. Even before she started doing her little rutting dance by the door, she had to be right by me when it rained out. If I came home and it was raining, she'd be curled up under my sheets. Tonight with all the wind, she's been jumping all the time. Every gust and her ears flick up. She's so nervous about it. Little thing just fell asleep a few minutes ago, although the wind hasn't died down. I wish I could go to bed.

Well, I'm much less irritated by my subject matter now, so I can post this and get back to the paper. I've only got about two pages to go, and they should come easily if I can find a good sentence. Sometimes, those are very hard to come by.

Oh well.

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