So this is something that just happened when I tried to prove that my cat Reilly, whom everyone thinks is a mean cat, is actually very sweet.
CATS, UNSCRIPTED.

A computer in my lap means nothing to this cat. I don’t mean that he sees it as a challenge, because he doesn’t see it at all. He just climbs on my lap and settles in because he’s apparently king of the world or something.

Well guys, I have 6-8 pages of creativity and inspiration and enthralling journalism due Friday morning at 8 and I haven’t even started, but all in all I’d say it’s been a good break.

I DON’T KNOW WHAT SHE’S LOOKING AT, BUT SHE WON’T STOP STARING AT THE CEILING.
In other news…this is what break is all about.
Photos. With. My. Cats.

I WILL POST A MILLION PICTURES OF MY CAT, AND YOU WILL LIKE IT.
This is Reilly. My boy. He woke me at 4:30 this morning so he could wheeze like an old man until he almost puked in my sister’s room, but didn’t.