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see these eyes so green
Friday, 11 January 2008 12:54 pmWandering down to my office from the car park yesterday morning, I was distracted by a small meeping sound, and looked up to meet two pairs of kitten-eyes about three feet away. The feline scraplets must have been six weeks old or so, black and white, and they were cuddled together on the thin end of a high tree branch. The campus has a fair population of feral cats, and while these didn't actually run away, they met with withering scorn my attempts at cute kitty-wrangling noises. They were also giving me the "go away, opposable thumb thing person, we are safe up this tree" glare, blissfully oblivious to the fact that their nice high tree-branch was, owing to the fact that some blithering idiot stuck this university on the side of a dirty great hill, two storeys off the actual ground but nicely at eye-level to the car park on the level above. I am still kicking myself that my camera wasn't in my handbag, it would have been an inutterably cute photo.
Said image of cute has been sustaining me through a somewhat irritating day of hapless students needing guidance through the thickets of curriculum - not a problem in itself, but the bombastic father with the case of terminal tangent rather got my goat. Then again, I'm tired after rpg-dissipation. Jo's game last night, while thoroughly enjoyable, entailed one of those necessary cosmic slap-downs which occasionally have to be administered to characters whose power levels require them to seriously consider the implications of the word "hubris". Given that we ended up surrounded by archers, smothered in 40-wizard-strong psychic blankets until we all passed out, and then shanghaied aboard a ship and kept tied up and drugged throughout a two-week voyage to the one place we don't want to go, this was a serious slap-down. Still, it's nice to have a real challenge...
In other news, my book collection currently fits into the new bookshelves rather neatly. This state of affairs will last for approximately a week until I once more fail my saving throw vs. random book acquisition, but in the meantime it's quite pleasant to actually be able to see the floor.
Said image of cute has been sustaining me through a somewhat irritating day of hapless students needing guidance through the thickets of curriculum - not a problem in itself, but the bombastic father with the case of terminal tangent rather got my goat. Then again, I'm tired after rpg-dissipation. Jo's game last night, while thoroughly enjoyable, entailed one of those necessary cosmic slap-downs which occasionally have to be administered to characters whose power levels require them to seriously consider the implications of the word "hubris". Given that we ended up surrounded by archers, smothered in 40-wizard-strong psychic blankets until we all passed out, and then shanghaied aboard a ship and kept tied up and drugged throughout a two-week voyage to the one place we don't want to go, this was a serious slap-down. Still, it's nice to have a real challenge...
In other news, my book collection currently fits into the new bookshelves rather neatly. This state of affairs will last for approximately a week until I once more fail my saving throw vs. random book acquisition, but in the meantime it's quite pleasant to actually be able to see the floor.
