Day 144 of San Diego

My cat, Bugger, is suddenly obsessed with Indigo. She's also obsessed with boxes. However, although Indigo's cage is box, it isn't open for her to sit in it. So, she decides to sit on TOP of the cage, trying to get Indigo.

Sheesh. It took her a year to finally acknowledge him. When I would take Indigo out of his cage, I would sometimes let my cats see him. Bugger didn't notice him on my hand even if he were in front of her nose. She would simply rub her body against me like normal.

NOW, out of the blue, Bugger wants to play with him.

Today wasn't as bad as yesterday. The only frustrating part was being tired... AGAIN.

I can't sleep without my parents! I'm worried sick about them. Just a year ago, the Boston Marathon was bombed. THEY'RE RESIDING IN A HOTEL NEXT TO THE FINISH LINE! What if another nut decides to "play a prank" and put backpacks, filled with whatever he damned well pleased, next to the hotels/imaginary finish line and successfully blew them up? I don't want the hotel my parents and their friends are staying in to crumble or catch fire!

Gosh... I feel like I'm THEIR parents. The roles have reversed.

Right now, I'm having a good time with Minecraft. I brought my computer to school today just to do that - play Minecraft. Yet an hour on Minecraft feels like a minute. Each time I had to go to class, I would moan and groan. Not only because I had to go to class (I moan and groan about going to class EVERY day, even if I'm not doing something fun to kill time), but because I had to stop playing Minecraft.

In all honesty, I'd rater be addicted to a video game than something that can harm my health.

:)

P.S: No, this picture was not drawn by me. I wish...