*meow*
Now I know what it's like to be chosen by a cat. The little kitten I unofficially named Wicket (because he/she looks like an ewok) treated me like a plaything, pouncing onto my leg and ending up in my lap no less than 3 times and trying to chew on the drawstring of my pants.I might become a cat person yet. :) Still not used to the claws though...although it's really funny when small kittens haven't figured out how to disengage from something right away.
And heh, Diana (who has my room next year woh) gleefully borrowed my copy of Watchmen. Hopefully I'll get it back before I graduate...but yay comic book nerdiness!
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