"I'll do graffiti if you sing to me in french"

This morning didn't turn out so well, and to make a long stupid story short, I didn't go to work.

I did end up having the time to take care of my "alternative sentencing" bullshit. The lady took one look at me and had pity, doing her best to not assign me to litter pickup. She said she "didn't want to be the bad guy and assigning litter pickup makes her the bad guy". The problem is, I have to do the community service at a church somewhere on 24th Street. Should be...great.

I had to fight a serious urge to cut all my hair off today. I think I still might, but not until this weekend sometime. It's supposed to be 108 degrees today -- who wants hair in that heat? Not me. Hard to cut it short when its so curly though...just makes it curlier and more afro-esque. I'll deal.

I'm insanely bored. Really, super, super bored. I've so far had a solo-dance party at home, took 2 showers just because.

My cat is stupid. I turned the water on in the tub and walked away to let it heat up a bit. I come back and find my cat in the bathtub, getting soaking wet. I thought cats didn't like water, but she will sit on the ledge of the tub the entire time I'm in the shower. This is the first time she tried to swim though.

And that's not even the stupid part.

After I kicked her out of the shower she went straight to the best place possible to dry off -- in the litter box. Yes, the litter box with the 'clumping' litter. Need I say more?

Boooooooored.

Is anyone braving the heat for the Concert in the Park tonight? There is shade, there is beer, there is gross food, and there is music....