Dear Professor

Dear Professor,
I'm not quite done with my paper yet, and this is the reason why:
I'll turn it in as soon as I can. Thank you for your understanding.
Best,
Marisa

The truth of the matter is that the cats are probably not completely to blame, and my professor is so old he doesn't even use email. But he is understanding and doesn't seem to care at all. The AIM conversation Haroun was having is recorded on Hunting for Ghosts here.

On an unrelated note—well, I guess it's one reason I'm not done yet—the lolcat Waste Land is hilarious.
1. IM IN UR WASTELAND BURYING UR DEAD

april hates u, makes lilacs, u no can has. (1)
april in ur memoriez, making ur desire.
spring rain in ur dull rootzes.


earth in ur winter, covered in snow
can has potato. PO-TA-TO.
INVISIBLE SUMMER! RAININGZES!
im in ur hofgarden, drinking ur coffeez.
I like that they kept the German—Hofgarten, z.B.

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