Sick Kitty

My kitty is a genius. I have a new found respect for her. She got this disease, and it made her very ill and gave her horrible ulcers in her mouth. She's been eating fitfully and today I couldn't get her to drink. She just taught me how. I turned on the sink and she drank out of it water fountain style for 20 minutes. Then I noticed she was letting the water run over he mouth sores. Pretty smart cat! Then--and this is the part I still can not believe--she decided since she'd been unable for the past 5 days to clean herself with a sore tongue, it was high time she get clean. She dunked her head in the running water, and so I took her cue, grabbed a towel and GAVE THE CAT A BATH. Unbelieveable!

rage against my machine

I am so frustrated I want to scream and throw and break things! All I wanted to do was go on a walk, and I wanted to listen to some good singing since I heard some really bad playing get rewarded handsomely today. So not only does it take forever to import my CD's onto i-tunes, but when they finally finish and I plug in my i-pod so the computer will pump the songs into it, the freaking thing freezes. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I have been sitting here for 55 fucking minutes and I now have a frozen i-pod, NO music, and no walk because it is 7:00 already. Was today designed to piss me off?! I believe so. I know this i-pod thing is ridiculous, but after today it is the straw. I am completely wrecked. I feel like throwing up. I am digusted and pissed and offended and I know it is stupid, and manPMS or something, but oh my God! I just wanted to listen to some good music. WHY CAN'T I HEAR GOOD MUSIC?????? Why can't things ever be simple? Why is everything so complicated, and damn it, why can't I be cut some freakin' slack once in a while?! Why can't a get a lucky break.... I know WAA WAA WAA. I am so angry I feel an ulcer. I feel a heart attack. I am livid and I can't believe that this little thing has set me off. I want to go break someone's neck, or slap someone's face. I want to slam into someone's car, drive into a tree, pull out my own hair, cuss out my neighborhood, throw my i-pod against the wall. No step on it. Smash it into a thousand pieces. I want it broken that would make me feel better. I want to break things. Hurt something. DAMN DAY. Stupid music. It is nothing but mother fucking frustration.

I have a soul mate.

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BONUS SEVEN SYLLABLE WORD! autobiographical

how to crush a soul

On today, April 11th, I drove to work in the snow, watched the snow fall all day, and drove home in the snow. Today. April 11th. After Easter.

Honda

I feel like I should write something down, but I have no idea what. I mean, I suppose things are happening that could be entertaining, or thought provoking, or whatever, in my life, but I dunno. It is rainy, I'm going to Illinois soon, which is exciting. But, um, yeah. So...job good. Love life amazing. Body flabby. Money gone. Family fine. Drama minimal. Ah...here we go:

My car started being funky Sunday. The 'malfunction indicator lamp' came on. Sounds ominous, huh? Well it is. I had to work on Monday, so I risked life and limb to drive 70 miles down to Gustavus and back. On the way back, at stop lights, my car would literally bounce a little. Like someone lying underneath my car was kicking it really hard. So, Tuesday I took it in, and apparently my Oxygen Sensor malfunctioned. Said sensor costs $386 to replace. I have no idea what an oxygen sensor is. Evidently it is of great import in preventing one's car from imitating mad hydraulics. Also assumed is that it is a major part, due to the high cost. It is always fun to realize that the MONTH of private teaching you have done will now go to a tiny gadget you will never see which does something you can not fathom. $386 could buy a plane ticket to Charleston and dinner, a spring wardrobe, gas for two months, 6 nights out on the town, one incredible night in, or, as I now have discovered, an oxygen sensor. And I suppose oxygen is important. And sensing it would be beneficial. Still, if someone came up to you with an i-pod in one hand and an oxygen sensor in the other, I would hope your choice would be the pod.

In other news:
- I used all my letters in Scrabble TWICE, giving me a score only slightly lower than the oxygen sensor's cost. The words were brownout and enemies.
- I flipped pages for Paulito's recital, which was lovely. (both playing and turning)
- The ice is gone and I can resume my walking.
- An intensive review of my first year at GAC is underway...certainly more to come on this later.
- I want an easter egg and a chocolate bunny.
- I bought a ticket to Fort Myers for the beach vacation. (Ticket was much cheaper than oxygen sensor)
- I am really looking forward to being on the sailboat.

My life is coming into focus, and I can't believe what I see!