In May news, I had my birthday (which was an amazing joint party with Bonnie, who's b-day was the 13th), finished up projects, wrote reports, etc. BUSY.
OH YEAH. And the M23s are here. Oh boy. Doesn't that make me feel like an old M21. I'm getting pumped about this coming year... it'll be pretty amazing. Unless it isn't. Then that would be sad. But I've already made plans, like Eagle Fest and learning Spanish. I've already got my dates down for my home leave (c/o peace corps!)... Dec 20th-Jan 27th... watch out family and friends all across Amerik. Kate's comin' for ya!
But this post isn't about me, it's about my kitty, Mika, who will probably be in a new home by this time next month. My new apartment in UB doesn't allow kitties, so... new home he goes. I'll miss playing fetch with him, and having him attack my feet at night. He'll have fun being a ger kitty, I'll bet. There'll be more things to kill than flies.
Here's to you, Mika:
|(He actually put himself like that... I didn't put him under the covers)|
|Bonus picture!! New tattoo: "nuhuriin hereg butvel, ooriin hereg butne" (basic english translation: if you help others, you'll receive help yourself)|
That's it for now. Until after camp!