ok, so this is a visual metaphor for my feelings about the day of do-or-die football coming up on sunday:
CatCat, on the other hand, has only reached semi-critical mass, which means she is merely sitting under the table and licking her stomach. frankly, i think this picture is much more interesting.
(blogging note: the brilliant, witty, and ever effervescent michael is in town this weekend, so between that and the games on sunday, i will be in absentia until monday. enjoy your weekend...)