I am the best spy evar.
I have found a home for both kittens now! A girl wants the gray tabby and a guy wants the tortie. Pretty much what I figured, as the tortie is definitely a guy's cat--totally playful and fierce. The guy came around to see her today, and as he left, I thought..."Hmm, he sorta looks like the guy who brought the cutest brindle pit bull puppy to the crawfish boil a few weeks back, and blew me off when I wanted to pet it because he was using the puppy to chat up some blonde chicks."
Granted, I got almost no impression of the guy holding the puppy, as I was enchanted with the pup, but for some reason, I just started worrying that this was the same guy. Which wouldn't be a problem, just blowing me off...a propensity for blondes doesn't rule out a good pet owner, but when I asked him about the dog (right before he blew me off) he said he got it from a pet store. And I got the distinct impression that once the summer was over and the puppy was no longer as adorable, he would give it up, being the busy med student he was. And a pit bull puppy from a pet store? Totally unnecessary. They are a dime a dozen at shelters, and on the streets.
Anyways, so I went on some people's facebook photo albums and did some spying, and found the guy holding his pit bull puppy in the background of a picture, and found a picture of future kitten owner guy, and it's obviously not the same person. Mind now at ease.

I've been really intense ever since I stopped school. (The spying I just did is one example.) I think I've lost the ability to chill out. I think a mile a minute about totally pointless things, and it's really tiring.

I have also been obsessing about 'spaces' (i.e. totally pretentious way to refer to a room.) I have become enamored with the idea of ottomans. So much so that I have actually typed in the word ottoman into flickr. I found some really good cozy pictures of rooms, and am quite jealous. I have zero interior design abilities.