that's what love will make you do

today featured the bane of my academic existence, namely, missing class. you would think with all the complaining i do that i would be just as happy not to be there. not true. the things that bother me are not so much doing the reading and going to class to talk about it. still kinda dig that; one of the reasons i stuck around i guess. but if i had to miss one, the writing class i kind of not a favorite so today was a good day to have to miss something. missed constitutional though, which is kind of a bummer, but i'm right back at that tomorrow.i could have missed ip in the morning but that meets less frequently than con and the prof is amazing. anyway, i had to miss class and take a long walk in the wettest of snow to bring straw in. it is a good thing i did. they diagnosed him pretty quick with a blockage in his urinary tract; his bladder is apparently like the size of a softball. not good for a tiny baby kitten like him (side note, he weighed in at 13 and a half pounds, i always wondered). the bad news is that such blockage requires first, removal, and then a catheter draining his bladder over the course of like two days. bummer. as you may have surmised, this thing is not cheap. fortunately i have parents who care deeply and understand how important my kitties are, and so i will not have to sell one of my own kidneys to take care of whatever is wrong with the cat's kidneys. the vet people were really awesome and understanding while we tried to work out the financial stuff. they offered a few options, and it was clear that they were genuinely concerned with him being treated asap, even if it was not by them. both the front desk and the actual vet people were really professional, even though some of the up front people wouldn't pass a "looks professional" test in some circles. i would rather deal with people like this than someone stuffy in "business casual" appearance. hit trader joe's on the way back too (after planning in my head about transferring to the el and going to a different place on the way home - totally forgot this was on the way) and it is the same way there. really great people at a business one can feel decent about patronizing, and holy shit, tattoos and piercings, longhairs and beards, and yet they still do their job well. who knew? maybe a few years down the road people will be forced to get over that shit. maybe not. who knows? if the people who don't like it were smarter, they would realize that the more it is accepted the less allure it has to many of the people who are all about it. when i left the store, my trolley showed up immediately. that was sweet. so for all the stress related to today, i'm feeling reasonably peaceful for the time being. now i'm going to go wreck it with homework.