The new cat-in-residence in my room is named 'Hippo', which I've changed to 'Shadow' for the time-being. I thought it'd be good to train a cat with a name that I can actually pronounce with a straight face and, all things considered, 'Shadow' seems a much more fitting nickname for a black cat who spent his hours cowering in the shadows of his cage than 'Hippo."
Yep, he's black. With yellow eyes and the most amazing coat of fur that I've ever touched on any short-haired cat (despite of the fact that I've never taken care of a cat before this year, I've petted quite a few growing up). It's thick and soft almost to the point of being plush-like which, I suppose, was understandable given the fact that his sister, Rose, had soft medium-length fur. It'd be nice once he get used to being petted. Right now he's going through the feral-kitten-bipolar stage (Rose went through it; I'm not sure if Georgia ever did but then again, I didn't socialize her) where he can't decide whether he trusts me or not. Consequently half of the time he hisses at me and the other half of the time he comes up and asks to be petted. When and what reaction apparently depends on the weather, the local noise level, and the alignment of Saturn with Mars.
Georgia's not very happy about being locked out of my room. Especially when she's getting locked out because I'm spending time with another cat. She spent the first night outside of my door, alternating between crying and scratching on my door, which in turn induced crying and fidgeting from Shadow, which meant that when the TA handed the schedule with "nuclear physics" printed on top yesterday morning at 8am I felt like life had just dealt me a handful of cards that contained nothing but 3s.
On the other hand, post physics quiz and bio midterm today (it was a pretty hardcore morning) I get to go home early because the Latin teacher is sick. Although I hope he gets better soon and regrets that he is sick, I do appreciate the break since school sometimes feels like a full-time job that you have to pay about 2K per quarter to work in (and it's one of those jobs that has work that you have to take home with you each day, double the load on weekends). It's a good thing that the knowledge we gain's worth it, right? (Ahem.) (It takes Pt, hydrogen, and about 2000 psi in terms of pressure to convert benzene to cyclohexane, though cyclohexane is no where near as useful as benzene which is also, by the way, possibly carcinogenic.)
Also need to oil gears on bike, as soon as I know for a fact that the rain season's over.
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