My Mind Has Turned to Mush Because this Cat Won't Shut Up...

I didn't get much sleep last night, so I'm pretty tired today. I had lunch with Mom and Brandy at Subway. Tomorrow I have to get up bright and early and get to school to pick up my books. Ugh. I had 35 books in the fall '05 semester, so who knows how many I'll pick up tomorrow.

I've been reading the same book and working on the same knitting project. I'm reading Quentin Compson's narrative in The Sound and the Fury, also known to Brandy as The Sound and the Furry... I don't plan on ever letting her forget that little slip of speech. However, if it were ME making the mistake, things would be a little different... :)

I made some awesome scalloped/au gratin potatoes for supper tonight. I'm still recuperating. You know you've cooked a successful dish when you feel like you have one foot in the grave after eating it. Hence the expressions "mean" and "killer" foods.

My mom talked to her cousin, who I suppose would be my second cousin or my first cousin once removed or something like that. Round these parts, we just calls em all kinfolk. Anyhow, this kinfolk of mine is interested in writing, as am I. We're going to try to get together sometime and compare notes, swap ideas, and quite possibly commit various degrees of plagiarism with one another's work. It's guaranteed to be fun for the whole family.

Well, I need to get to bed for three reasons:
1) I didn't get a whole heck of a lotta sleep last night and I'm pretty pooped today
2) I need to get up at an unholy hour tomorrow morning so I can collect an equally unholy number of textbooks
3) I need to recover from the potatoes.