You know it's a good day when you get to start a blog-post with pictures of kittens and a very surprised Brian.

So, we got kittens. They were 18 weeks old, and are now about..20 weeks old, and overwhelmingly cute. They were all freaked out by us when we first got them, but now, they are both affection-whores. They do the little cute-meowing thing when they want to be petted, then they rub at your hand with their heads or noses and make pitiful little sounds, like you're a terrible person if you don't pet them right there or then.

Oh, and they have the best names ever. To understand the significance of the names, it is necessary to first understand several things. Firstly, all three of us who live in the house (not including the kitties) are philosophers. Secondly, there is this odd little thing in philosophy where we like to talk in abstractions rather than concretes. So, for instance, let's say I need to use an example to prove a point. Say, I'm talking about ethics, and whether it is right for some guy to torture another guy. Instead of giving them names like any normal person would, we philosophers tend to assign them numbers with subscripts. The example might go something like this: P1 (where 1 is a subscript) kidnaps P2 at time t1. P1 then proceeds to torture p2 at t2 until tn. At tn+1, p2 escapes. And so on.

So, our kittens are named C1 and C2. C for cat. It's pronounced Cee-Sub-One and Cee-Sub-Two. Or One-y (or Juani) and Twooey for short. Yes, we are awesome.

Aside from the kittens, we've had a huge party for Halloween slash Holly's birthday. Everyone dressed up, and it was pretty damn cool. I had a last minute costume thing, but I thought I made a very credible Jedi Knight. The advantage of being a Jedi is also that you can ask the girls all night if they want to touch your lightsabre. Uh..yes.

The cops showed up to our party because he recieved a call about a noise violation, but he was a really cool cop, which is a change from the usual donut-eating monkeys they put in uniform. But we figured that any party at which a cop shows up is one hella a party. There's another Halloween party thing with the fencers tonight. By all accounts, it's been insane every year, so it should be good.

I have also recently acquired Marvel Ultimate Alliance for the PC, which is consuming my life. Terence, if you're reading this, it's like Legends, but with more people and more awesomeness. I was saving the Asgardian Gods in Act 3, who knows what's happening in Act 5, the final act. I've been happily running around with my team of superheroes: Mister Fantastic is my main guy (and I want to have his babies), I have the Black Panther, the Torch, and either Invisible Woman or Iceman in the last slot. Doctor Strange gets called in for magic duty sometimes too.

Neverwinter Nights 2 is apparently also out, and that's something I'm gonna get too. Really soon. The first one was extremely entertaining, and there is the additional bonus of getting to tool around with such hippies as Lin and Alex and Rob. Who knows what I'll be in this one. Lin has stolen my shadow-type person, and Alex has stolen my cleric-type person. Grr.



The adrenaline of starting school again is also starting to wear down. Writing papers aren't as intensely fun as they were when the semester started. I'm still enjoying myself though, but my neurons are burning out. I need a break. The winter break should be really good - lots of time for NWN2, the Nintendo Wii, Marvel Ultimate Alliance, learning German, teaching Holly Chinese, reading up on quantum mechanics, meeting up with Jo and Charisia and their folks, getting fat from too much sitting around... It's gonna be good.