So after I lost disastrously at poker, Adam texted me on his way out that there was a cat roaming our floor's hallways. Immediately, Erica, Lauren and I ran towards the door to see the kitty. It was rubbing up against our neighbor's wall, totally cute, totally purred while I pet it, and I totally wanted to take it home. However, we found it's home...but check out how creepily cat-nappy I look in the picture above (thanks Lauren). Either that, or I'm Gollum or somebody walked into an abandoned insane asylum, flashed a light and found me and le kitteh. Whatever.