Where as Rose, once upon a time, harbored an odd attachment to my chemistry book (general chemistry, quite possibly over 500 pages long), Simba seemed to have developed an attachment for my physics stuff. He's so far slept on my physics notes, on my physics homework, and on my physics class notes (the 7 series' equivalent of a textbook). He sheds all over it which, I understand, if you're a medium - long haired kitty is the same thing as marking your territory.
He also threw up a hairball in my room yesterday, completely with stains, but that's probably something else entirely. There was much scrubbing with Lysol.
Classes have been pretty busy so far, summer session meaning that all the material must be wrapped up in around five weeks instead of the usual ten (finals week, I'm guessing, doesn't count "exactly"). There are loads of people on campus who are not UCD grad or undergrad students. Yesterday I was waylaid by a girl while biking (okay, so I wasn't going that fast, but it's impressive nevertheless) to give directions to Walker's and Roessler's. Today another lady didn't know where the Silo was and I was amused to hear the science lab building described as the tall building with the green house on top (both true, by the way. The roof-top green house is pretty awesome.) I had to order my books online because otherwise my two books would've cost me over two hundred dollars (ah yes, the beauty of hard-covered science texts) and there is nothing quite so relieving as going through problems thinking that you have no idea what you're doing but checking the answers and finding out that you've got the calculations right, anyhow. There is a rather lot more math than I'd expected (plant physiology opened up with calculations on water potential and osmotic pressure), and some more Greek letters (capitalized phi in physics means total phase while lower case phi is the phase-change constant). There are going to be loads of negative signs and so, of course, I'm feeling a bit apprehensive.
I opened the balcony door this morning (leaving the screen door in place this morning), turned to the two cats watching me, and said, very cheerfully, "Look, there's a beautiful day outside!" The cats gave me their best "what-the hell" looks until a bug on the other side of the screen door distracted them and I was abandoned in favor of a member of the Drosophila melanogaster.
But, so it goes.
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