.... random rants and rambles. no agenda. yet.

Whew, thanks everyone, for the catvice I asked for in my last post. So the answer seems to be; we are powerless and at the mercy of Harrythecat and Brian, who are going to do what they please, no matter what we try or how many combinations we try it in. I had a feeling that would happen.

Still, I think we will try hiding Brian's food from Harrythecat, as per Ce's suggestion. Harrythecat isn't the sharpest cat in the litter tray, bless him, so that might work. Stay tuned!

Life has changed considerably this last week. No, the baby hasn't come yet; I am now focussing on filling my PGDip portfolio before they do*.

*Note to self: That isn't going to happen, you fool!

What this means is that I am now in the middle of two essays, both of which are developing too slowly for my liking, and both of which require unobtainable references (one is in the post as I type, I hope), meaning I've spent hours today stumbling around all over the internet looking though trillions and trillions of journals, forgetting what I'm looking for, then starting new searches, going back to old ones and trailing off on confusing new tangents, over and over again. My head hurts.

I think it's safe to say that academia does not suit my personality. Thankfully, this is short lived, and I should be able to go back to being a normal person again soon. No offence to academics reading this... your jobs are hard.

To counteract all of this, avoid work and stave off doom, I have resurrected my Twitter account, and am now fully up to date on the Digital Spy headlines, plus the minutae of 27 random people's lives. Phew.