Why can't caffeine wake me up like normal people?

I'm sitting next to the suggestive sculpture on the 6th floor Education building, waiting for my financial accounting class to start.

It's 2h45m long, and I'm already struggling to stay awake. Also, my exciting prof is away, and we have a sub. Its not looking very promising for this evening.

Classes kind of swept my feet from under me.

I swear, its still Friday, two weeks ago.

Jasmine - Videos

In organizing my photos, I found a couple classic videos of Jasmine I never shared. Hope you enjoy!

This is after getting home from getting spayed. We put the collar on her because she was licking her incision, but as you can see, this arrangement couldn't last long.

Here she is, getting a good bum wiggle in before pouncing.

When she went into heat, Kyle found out (by accident) that his impression of Lil Jon sounded a lot like a male cat!

On Cats

In my lifetime I've had 3 cats. Kind of. I got Dalila when I was 6, and we had to put her down earlier this year because of a stroke. She was nearly 14. Even though her pedigree stated I was her owner, she chose my mom. I was only ever her play friend, maybe some version of a litter mate. She got along much better with me in her final years, but she was never really my cat.

Then, Jasmine, though she stayed with us only a brief few weeks, became an important part of the family. She adopted Kyle and followed him devotedly, tripping him in the kitchen, eating his garden as he tried to weed.

Sunshine is the first cat to pick me. We have a grand time together, she snuggles against my legs while I read in bed in the evenings, she'll poke at my back through my desk chair in the mornings in order to convince some quality petting time out of me. She still flinches if I move a little too quickly or do something unexpected, but if I call her or motion to pet her, she'll come running.

Having a cat is nice.