If I call you a name, I’m hurling epithets.

If I put some zippy sayings on your tombstones, I’m carving epitaphs.

Despite the first sentence in this post, THEY ARE NOT THE SAME THING. The ability to hurl epitaphs is limited to the Hulk and people who own trebuchets.

Or something.

I’ve changed my relationship status in Facebook from “widowed” to “in a relationship.” It’s hilarious to me that Facebook is in any way part of a significant milestone for me, but there ya have it. Next thing you know, I’ll get my JD on ESPN.com and get married on Twitter.

Please lord, don’t make me get married on Twitter.

I’m stating right now that I am either a genius or completely insane. Sadly, I have the feeling it’s the latter, but I still dream of the former. Go… um… Syracuse!

Well, there’s a lot of it, from my point of view.

The sad news is that I had to have my little Cosmo cat put to sleep last week. She had been somewhat ill for some time, and then it blossomed into something more serious with no hope of recovery. I’ve had difficulty really processing her death. It seems unreal.

The happy news is that I have registered to take the LSAT in June. I have toyed with the idea of law school for years and am finally biting the bullet. Eek.

And the even happier news is that it’s almost spring! Whee! Maybe next month I’ll be able to feel my toes! WHEE!

Okay, so I didn’t have all that much news after all.