I was able to switch my MRI to this afternoon. Not that many of you care, but my MD wanted me to be sure that I didn’t do the MRI when I might be ovulating. Naturally, my period came early this month and Tuesday would have been exactly day 14. LAME!

This semester is really piling up. However, I’m actually pretty sure that I can get a majority of the final papers and whatnot done pretty soon. That’s enouraging.

These next two weekends I will basically have no life. My biggest plans for this coming weekend is attending the Bust Craftacular, and I’m making a point to go by myself so I can’t be distracted and waste time socializing. That makes me sad a little, but it will be over soon!

I’m one who really believes in symbolism in dreams. I know I know, some people don’t believe in that but unfortunately for those of you who don’t, you’re not writing this so you’re going to be forced to listen to my interpretation.

Last night I dreamt about a cat seriously attacking me. Granted, it was just my left arm that the cat was interested in mauling, but regardless it made me panic in the dream. According to my dream dictionary, “a cat is often an easy source of physical contact and affection…it can depict the need to be cared for and warm affection, even sexual love accompanied with warm feelings…”

There’s also talk about it meaning that if you’re a woman you want to have a baby which is SO incredibly not true right now…unless the cat attacking me means that I see that possibility as something super scary right now.

With regard to the affection and whatnot, I guess that means I want to start getting really rough affection? I’m sure it does mean something if I really look into it and anaylze it, but I just thought that was interesting.

Stella gets here in about an hour. She’s coming with me to my appointment. I should treat myself to Starbucks before she gets here. I’ve been really good about not having coffee much at all during this week.

A photo from my aunt’s on Thanksgiving.