Work

I do about 5 minutes of work an hour. The rest of the time I sit in front of a computer and wait for work to present itself. My boss comes in to check on me about twice a day. It is statistically highly improbable that my boss will check on my while I'm doing actual work. Today I was victorious. I fucking rule!

On a dimmer note, I have been working on this one med school secondary for over 6 hours. I just can't seem to get into this. I was going to try to have them all done today, but my revised goal is to just get this one out today. I also have to get a million passport photos. I need about a dozen for med school aps, two for the bar exam, and one for the MPRE. What is it with passport photos? Everyone wants a picture of me. I know I'm beautiful, but this is excessive.

Last night I was the laughing stock of my apartment complex. I wanted to groom my cat, but he sheds a lot and I didn't want to be breathing in cat hair for days, so I put his harness on him, took him outside and brushed away. I got so much hair off that it was blowing down the sidewalk. My neighbors looked at me like I was crazy and my cat looked at me like he wanted to kill me. But now he is all shiny and pretty and he thanked me by lying down with his butt in my face while I slept last night. You are welcome, my favorite feline, very welcome!