I talked to my uncle's PO because of all the avoidance going on and it seems the dirtbag is in deep smeg. Avoiding your P.O.'s calls and directives to come in to the office = a very bad thing. He was facing reactivation of his status to supervised and possible rehab. Now, it's a lot more complicated. I have no idea if he made it to an appointment he had on Tuesday or not; if so, then he's not in that much trouble (although he's still likely headed to rehab since there's no way he passed a drug test). However, I'm taking the Vegas odds on it, which means that there's a warrant out for him, or there will be soon. (I just called the house a few minutes ago and got a busy signal, so that tells me he's still avoiding 'em.)
Secondly: Spring break would be a lot nicer without this nasty sinus infection.
Thirdly: Isn't Bill teh Katt adorable? She's about a year old, very playful, and really affectionate. She loves to attack my slippers for some reason- probably because they're fuzzy. I can't resist buying her cat toys. Her latest favorite- a laser pointer. She goes absolutely frantic trying to catch the beam of light- it's a hysterically funny sight. When the laser beam disappears, she frantically searches for it.
She's a little ham, I tell ya. A few days ago, I was getting ready for school, and she kept batting at my feet under the bathroom door per her usual habit. She did this for twenty minutes; when I finally finished and opened the door, she had managed to be just sitting there bathing. She even looked at me innocently.
Oh, gosh. Tomorrow's Good Friday. I'd like to make it to St. John's for solemn service but if not I'm sure St. Patrick's will be just fine. And I really need to go to Confession!
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