There's something about having a cat come cuddle that makes bad days (just feeling off emotionally) so much better. Marcus has wedged himself between my ribs and the arm of the couch and is purrring up a storm. Silly little bluebutt. I love him so. My semester ends week after next (finals are from the 14-18th), and I still have what feels like a ton to do. Next week is my final in Access, ...