Day 1 of Operation Housesit

So here I am, in a foreign (well, I've been here like a million times... but still) house, with no company save for 3 cats and a very old, large, black dog. The youngest cat, still a kitten, refuses to get off of my arms and is purring really, really loudly. I'm not used to cats, so this is a bit strange.

I cheated by going home for dinner... but I couldn't resist flank steak with homemade sweet potato fries and apple pie! I don't think anyone could. I also had to watch some of the SAG awards at home. I saw my man James Franco saying one sentence onstage about Milk, yes! Quite exciting.

I really wish it were the weekend, so I could stay up really late watching movies or something. School nights are a drag.

But seriously, this is the life. The only stressors are assignments I have due this week... like 10 pages of screenplay and 2 stories for the school paper. And maybe the hazard of getting clawed in the face by a kitten...