"city kitties," or "a whole new (bag) ball of wax"

Racho and I have officially embarked on the journey to urbanize our cats. Kismet, Emilio, you are rural bumpkins no longer! Through crazy modern marvels purchased on the internet, we are now training our cats to use the toilet - yay!
I am so excited to never have to buy litter again, to never have to step on stray litter that the cats scratched out of the box, and to be able to flush their crap away without the messy pooper scooper business.
We installed the litter tray onto our toilet last night, gave the cats an introduction to it, and waited. And waited. As of this morning, neither cat had used it. Now that's just scary. How often do cats have to go? Where are they going instead?!? AHHH! But then as of noon today, Kismet decided to give it a go on the toilet. She didn't even miss! I feel like such a proud parent! I even gave her a treat, though I don't think she really got the connection.
Racho and I will still be searching around the house in case they found some new and very bad place to go, but I think this is going to be the start of something beautiful.
AND, since my mom is awesome and gave me a digital camera for x-mas, a visual of their progress can be enjoyed by all:
OK, so I missed getting a shot of the first pee, but here's what the contraption looks like:

Balaenoptera musculus

Life makes me smile when things seem to happen in random relation to each other. Like how when my mind started wandering from exam town, I did the Star Trib's cryptoquip. The answer was "life was never made brighter by burning the candle at both ends." I'm thinkin, good point Strib, good point. I really don't want to stress about this test. I've already studied for about 4 hours today. Its time to relax. Of course, it could be that I'm just looking for an excuse to procrastinate.

But then again, last night the bf and I watched the squid and the whale. First off, amazing movie. Fictional accounts of disfunctional families will always find a warm home in my heart. But then as, once again, I surfed the net in procrastination, I came upon this little gem:

BAH! SQUIDS! WHALES! WHY NOW??? WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN???

(ok if you can't read that, go look at achewood.com - everyday. that site kicks ass)

And yet, as I dig back into my 6th grade blue whale obsession, I seem to recall that there is no way a blue whale would ever try to eat a squid. It doesn't have teeth! It uses it's 300ish baleen plates to scoop up krill. Krill are like shrimp. Little tiny things really. They don't fight back when eaten. They don't shoot ink. Lies Chris Onstad, lies!

Other cool things I remember about blue whales:

1. They are scarily huge. I used to imagine floating in very deep, dark, cold water. My flashlight only lighting the next 4 feet in front of me and really, only useful to the creepy creatures lurking around as a beacon for their next meal. And then all of a sudden, I pee my pants and drop my sad little flashlight because a gigantic rubbery big blue thing brushes up next to me. Since its so dark, I can't make out it's borders, but I know from the research I did that it's as big as 3 of my school busses put together. In my mind, I freak the the fuck out. Then I shake myself out of it and feel the need to play outside.
2. They are the largest animal EVER.
3. Their tongues are as big as elephants.
4. Their hearts are the sizes of small cars.
5. A baby could fit into it's aorta. My thumb could fit into your aorta. ew.

In other news, I was munching on a bag of carrots while studying and apparently I lack the "stop eating now, you are full" button in my head. Who binges on carrots? My stomach hurts. My esophagus even feels full. I kind of want to barf.

The Queen of Productivity!!!

That's right. Procrastinator no longer. I kick ass. I am shocked, yes shocked! by the all the beautiful little check marks on my to do lists. Within the last few days:

• I've cleaned my severely disastrous room. And that says a lot. I was actually starting to cry it was so bad. I couldn't find anything. I couldn't step anywhere without breaking something. I had no idea what my schedule was for the upcoming finals. I had no clean socks or underwear left - ew!
• I cleaned the livingroom.
• I cleaned the craftroom.
• I cleaned the bathroom.
• I cleaned and took out the litter.
• I put both my bikes away for the winter.
• I took a stats test
• I finished my stats project - early!
• I saved my plant from certain cold-window-induced death
• I paid my bills
• I figured out how to make my damn blog titles separate from the rest of the content. woot!
• I got the bf some cutesy x-mas presents
• I got the roomie an oh so exciting x-mas present
• I wrapped Cate's x-mas present
• I wrapped the dad's x-mas present
• oh yeah, I decorated for x-mas - presents under the tree and everything!
• I switched out my summer/winter clothes.
• I went grocery shopping.
• I studied successfully for my next upcoming exam. EARLY!
• I even read another chapter for book club!
• I ran a few miles.
• I've completed the last two daily crossword puzzles (with the help of the bf - thanks jase)

Oh yeah, I'm on a freakin roll here. I can't believe I did all that since monday. I rule. I'm contributing a lot of it to the lack of clinicals this week. Seriously, clinicals are like a black hole for my time. While they're my fave part of nursing school, they're also the most annoying and tedious. I'm happy for the break. Now I just have 7 more finals to go and its booze town for the holidays. I'd also say my new found love for instant iced tea has helped me stay focused. It happens to encompasses a few qualities I happen to love a lot: thirst quenching, non-sweet-tastiness, low-cal, and cheap. What more could I want?

In other news, I've renewed my love of TLC. What can I say, I'm a product of my 1990's youth. And who are the popular, positive female role models for my brother's generation? Cuz these ladies kicked all sorts of ass when it came to being sex positive, women positive, powerful, high self-esteemed, successful, creative women.

the jason blog

hi. i'm jason. i'm mo's bf. ha ha ha ha. we drink surly. she has class at nine.