Upon writing my report on Jimi Hendrix, I discovered that my Psychology project on my 4 disorders is missing. I spent an entire weekend working on that shit at the beginning of the year and its gone. I HAVE TO PRESENT IT NEXT WEEK. FUCKING FUCK FUCK FUCK. On a happier note, my baby boy is sleeping with me tonight. I love cats. OOOOOOH. I have a date tomorrow, and not with my cats or Skyward Sword.