Doing things (or, Mike's Cat Has An Eating Disorder)

Today was a stay-in day. I called my Aunt Alice in Pennsylvania and had a nice long conversation with her, which I try to do on a regular basis. As usual, things at the household I left in Virginia are batshit insane, but while some of the things she told me were news to me, none of it was all that surprising. I called my mother too and spoke to her for a few minutes but she was busy making dinner at the time, so the call was unusually short. She informed me that everyone was doing well so at least there was that. I talked to Marian, too ("The Good Sister," as I refer to her) because, well, I like her. I also cleaned a little. I always feel a bit accomplished when I do that, because I'm so bad at doing it regularly.

I'm a little distracted at the moment. My cat, Nibbler, thinks that it's time to play. Therefore, she keeps pawing the laser pointer around the table until it falls to the ground. Sorry to tell you, honey, but that's not how you get the red dot to come out.

Plans for tomorrow are a bit more proactive. I have an appointment to see an academic advisor at Chandler-Gilbert Community College. As of now I'm working on an Associates of Science, but that is really because, though my **th birthday looms ahead, I have NO IDEA what I should be doing with myself. Among the top possibilities are engineering, some sort of nursing (probably anesthesiology), possibly medical doctor or nurse practitioner or physician's assistant, psychology..........um, I don't know. But I figured if I finished the A.S. while making sure the credits transfer to ASU, I'll be able to put something together sooner or later. I've talked to a couple of people who actually said that I don't seem like the engineer-type, as that career tends to be rather black-and-white and I seem too creative for that. Is this true? Honestly, I have no idea. I guess I'm creative but I don't know that all branches of engineering are that cut-and-dry. Well, they probably are. Looking back on this paragraph, you see why I need to meet with an academic advisor, don't you.

I am also in dire need of a job. I'm thinking part-time would be a good idea, as I'm trying to do school and all. I'm contemplating going back to Starbucks, but if I do, I'd probably go to a different store, so at least there's some sort of change. It would feel less like a backward step. Speaking of that, though, I'd prefer to at least make a lateral step instead, if not forward. Bookstore, pet store, grocery store. Something to pay my phone bill and help with groceries, and help pay for that trip to New Jersey in August. I know it doesn't sound like much, but it'll be better than no paycheck at all. I've already put in a lot of applications on careerbuilder.com, mostly office positions. Mike and I both think that's not the best option if I want to juggle school with work, but once again, need a paycheck. As long as someone hires me, I'll do my best to work with what I've got.

Well, the good kitty (Nibbler) has been fed, and the bad kitty (Sparkles) is in trouble for eating good kitty's food earlier and then throwing up in good kitty's room. (Sparkles is fat. Yes, she was still fed a portion of her usual dinner.) I mentioned this in a previous post, but must reiterate that I can't WAIT to throw Sparkles in the tub. She is 8 years filthy, and I will be filled with dark satisfaction, even glee, as she bitches and whines and scrabbles around while her fur is scrubbed clean. I can already feel the maniacal laughter bubbling up in me. Or, that might be the sleeping pills that I took before I started this post...so...

Now I'm going to bed. Feel free to muse upon these utterings throughout the night.