work, moving and dead cats

Been busy of late. What with the grant due on July 1st (and it's only on my stuff so no one but me and the technician to gather data....wheee!) and moving and the trip....Busy.

So, saw Jarrod in C-Bus after the Mule/Umphrey's McGee show (which, by the way, RAWKED!!!). We went to a few bars. The first bar we went to turned out to be for, er, the limp-wristed set? No, to unPC. It was a gay bar. There. Jarrod took us to a gay bar. So I can cross that off my list. Great. And the bartender called me "Hon," which I thought was weird. Until I realized where I was. Which actually took a few minutes. But after that I drained my Whiskey and Coke and jetted.

Moving is a pain in my ass. Too much work for those lazy landlords. I'd better get that whole damn deposit back. The new place is shaping up nicely though. And I love Netflix, except when they get my discs too late. I mailed thursday and still haven't got my new ones yet. I mean, COME ON!

Bigface is probably dying. If he's not dead. Which kind of makes me sad, he was a good cat when he wasn't stealing my hotdogs or pizza. But he was in pretty bad shape this morning. I don't think he was even aware of me (which isn't too different than normal) but he was breathing. Oh well. I mean, I don't want him to suffer or anything but there's not much I can do for him right now. We'll see how he is when I get home.