I have a dishwasher! All is forgiven!

Well, mostly all anyways.
So yes, I have a dishwasher. Somehow my counter is still messy but that's cause I didn't do any 'tidying' last night. I went to bed at 8! Not at 8 I started to get ready for bed, no no, at 8 I was in bed and trying to read by I ended up submitting to my eyelids and caving into my bedsheets. Spike was kind enought to wake me at 1 by puking and then again at 6 by running from the window in the living room to my bedroom window (this involves running on the bed which involved running ontop of me) repeatedly, and squawking loudly upon receiving each window. Afterwards he attacked my duffel bag that sits at the end of the bed, which was zippered close, but he somehow managed to get inside and proceeded to wig out inside the bag (there was a plastic bag inside-arch nemesis of Spike) and makes lots and lots of noise and then he tried to get out of the duffel bag through the small hole he created when he had nudged the zipper open, but he was still attached to the plastic bag so he yowls quite loudly, wigs out again while half in half out of the duffel bag, I'm trying to help him at this point but he just scratches me, so then he gets out of the duffel bag, and goes tearing into the living room with the plastic bag still attached to his back leg which just scares him more, and though this part was just audio for me, he tries to climb his tall scratching post but bails out halfway, falls ontop of the futon, (I think he hit the wood, not the padded part) and then seeks refuge in his cardboard castle (a whole bunch of boxes I stacked together for him). Funny enough, after this whole ordeal, he quite politely stays still as I distangle his leg from the bag. However once the bag was off, he felt the need to exact revenge on it and attacked it while I was holding it, scratching me again. At this point I think I summoned my inner devil and with the simple bellow of 'goddamn kitty!' he decided to leave the bag alone. After applying some neosporin and bandaids, I went back to bed for half an hour before my alarm went off. So that was my morning. Back to the studying! Away!