the bad: greek test tomorrow. No studying accomplished yet. Also, creative writing portfolio is due, and is supposed to have not-sucky poetry. I BEGGED to be allowed to write more short stories instead, but Hoch said i had to suck it up. So I gave up and put what i had in the binder, which is crap. why didn't I take this Pass/No pass? what was I thinking?!
more Good: Mom is coming up tomorrow to take me outlet shopping. One of her friends was like "Sara's going to vermont? you should buy her a fur coat." o.O the closest I come to wearing a fur coat is having the rat on my shoulder.
And speaking of him, he went to Latin with me Wednesday morning. My Greek professor didn't just like Mulciber, he adored him and held him and cuddled him, and kept getting distracted during class by him, even though all the rat was doing was snoozing on my shoulder. "And here Cicero is clearly...trying to...make...awww, he's cleaning his little whiskers!"
There is nothing on earth cuter than your gay greek professor cuddling your pet rat.