Yes, Yes, Cat.

If you watch one video today, this should be it. Cat. Fridge. Salsa. It's wonderful.

Being the strange kitty he is, Levy has taken to jumping inside of the refrigerator every time we open the door. At first it was all cuteness and sunshine but then it got irritating so we had to oh-so-lovingly spray him after he kept doing it. He doesn't do it anymore. Such is the power of the spray bottle.

Behold more of his destructive ways.

And I was wearing my cranky pants today, so every little thing exacerbated me. The weather was cloudy and cold. The library was too hot and stuffy. I was sneezy from the dust. I forgot my school folder at home. The subway was stinky. Finally I took reprieve by going to the 7-11 across the street from St. John's. This 7-11 was a wonderful oasis compared to the normal deli - it wasn't dingy and the food all looked appetizing. I got a Slurpee that was about a billion times larger than I needed and one of those jumbo hot dogs that just roll around in their own juices all day.

On top of the hot dog went mustard, ketchup, sauerkraut, and nacho cheese. Sooo much nacho cheese. It was delicious, and now I am too full to even think about concentrating on classwork. Thanks, 7-11!