The kittys checked out fine. One of them, Bean, had a temperature and a low white cell count which caused them to check for Kitty Aids and Leukemia but both tests came back negative. They will just check him out again in 6 months and hopefully he will be fine. Also they did recommend low cal kitty food which they already eat anyway. But they got a good report card. I have awesome boys.
I hope Bean feels better.
I had the day from hell. Maybe I put all of this crap in one day then my next few weeks will be safe.
I first had a flat a few blocks from home. Good news is I was close to home. I grab all my stuff and spill coffee on myself. I dump my stuff into my hubby’s car and call him to tell him I am steeling his car so that I can get to work on time. I get to work and find out that the email is down. I email my homework to my school email. Ok, great I can not print my test that I worked so hard on or do an education plan that I need to finish. I am not a happy camper but make it through the day. I call a parent to give information about her child she wants but does not really want to hear.
I make it home. I feel frustrated but safe. I have a back issue that at times make my left leg numb. It is much better than pain but it is sneaky. When I am not paying attention I can be thrown off balance. Yes you got it I fell. I usually roll with it but it was in a hall so I went straight down on my knees and flat on my face. I am taping some stuff from history channel just in case I am sore tomorrow. I have long learned kids with special needs and a bitchy teacher is not a good mix. I just keep saying to myself it is Friday I can make it.
I now must go to the cool thread to find something good that happened today. It will be hard to find something except for a wonderful husband that cleaned up my mess.
To quote Cordelia, “Hello salty goodness”
My partner of 8 years had grey hair. I think it looks distinguished
I’m sorry you’re sick Armando, but perhaps you can take solace in the fact that you made me piss myself laughing when I read this 
I made myself a huge salad last night for dinner, and it was so good. I haven’t been eating enough vegies recently. I tweeted that I felt like Elaine from Seinfeld with her big salad
Your way of writing reminded me of the Lost in 8:15 recap pre-season 4, if you saw that. Very to the point
Babies. You’re just babies! 
I’m on day two of the puppy waking and crying at 2 am to get out of his crate. He did it Sunday night and the hubby got up and let him out to pee and then they both got on the couch to go back to sleep :mad: Then he slept through Monday night The last two he’s woken up, I have gotten up, taken him to pee and then put him back in the crate. So I’m doing the right thing, but I am a tired/stressed cranky mess now. Tonight I am taking an Ambien and I don’t care of he pees in his crate. Hubby is conveniently out of town tonight.
Love to Leah, tomorrow will be better. Glad the kitties are good Mr. Lister. No love for Glimfeather complaining about almost being 30. I’m 41 (no gray)- just enjoy it man!
Life is teh suck today because …
work. work. work. work. work. work. work. blow my nose. work.
work. work. work. work. blow my nose. work. work. work. work.
work. get more kleenex. work. work. take some DayQuil. work. work. work. work. work. put up christmas lights over the garage door. what the frak I’m doing outside? … I have a cold for chrissake.
work. work. blow my nose. work. work. work. work. work. work.
work. work. blow my nose. work. take some DayQuil. work. work. work. work. work.
work. work. work. work. take some DayQuil. work. work. work. work.
blow my nose. work. work. work. work. take some NyQuil. blow my nose. work. work.
sleep…sleep.
work. work. work. work. work. work. work. blow my nose. work.
work. work. work. work. blow my nose. work. work. work. work.
work. get more kleenex. work. work. take some DayQuil …
Thanks for the Love. I am 47 and have a few grey hairs by my ears. I showed them to my hubby and he said they were just blond. Well isn’t that nice. It is wrong but nice. 
Ugh. I got a paper back in the course I’m taking this year. It was a “C”.
And this is in Media Literacy. That’s pretty much what I do. That’s pretty much ALL I do. I could TEACH this fraking course.
sigh
That ain’t right. Give me your teachers name. I’m gonna down to the school right now and I’m gonna give her my cold.
Does she even realize your nearly a 5k poster on GWC? She can’t treat you like that!!
I should try that. “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I’M PIKE GORRAM IT!”
You should. A little bit of Firefly jargon goes a a long way…with the ladies.
Hell yeah! I would love a guy to whisper sweet firefly quotes in my ear
I’m sorry to hear about your crappy day, Leah. Have a long distance hug from me!
Hell yeah! I would love a guy to whisper sweet firefly quotes in my ear. Wait, this is the gutter right?
Your way of writing reminded me of the Lost in 8:15 recap pre-season 4, if you saw that. Very to the point
You know, Lost is one of those shows that I’ve been meaning to catch for a long time but never have, so now I’m waiting for the series to be done so I can watch it straight through on video two years from now, but thanks.
I’ve been feeling better today, but I just got back from rehearsal and am feeling lousy about how things are going in my band. Everyone’s gotten complacent and, even though we went through this big restructuring over the summer and so on, all of the work is being done essentially by two people: myself and the clarinetist. She is so tired and frazzled that she talked to me for an hour after rehearsal asking that we start looking for serious money to pay her or she’s going to have to quit, which I don’t blame her for because I often feel the same way. We’re treading water right now and all we get is grief from the players, but no help. Since we’re friends, the conversation evolved into a general bitching sessions (we have those a lot, she and I) and I got to thinking about the craaaaaaapy situation I have at work and wondering when it might be time to find something new to do. It’s feeling like it’s time for regrouping and redefinition, maybe pursuing a different side of music, since the full time academic gig is probably never going to happen and I’ll never be big enough in the business to make it solely on commission. I’ve been thinking, sometimes, that it’d be nice to find a foot into the commercial world, but I’m not sure if my music is cut out for it. And besides, the art part is very important to me and something I’m really passionate about, but I’m so discouraged about it these days because it seems that I work incredibly hard for bread crumbs and just when I start feeling like things are looking up and I’m doing okay, something seems to happen to disavow me of that notion.
I also haven’t seen my six year old since Tuesday night because I’ve been in rehearsals till late all week. I miss her. 
All threads lead to the gutter. 'Tis not a theory. It’s a law.
I reckon I’m too tired and lazy right now to woo you with FireFly quotes.
So I’m just gonna saddle up and point you over to this Deathmatch thread that will like as not satisfy any filly hankerin’ for some FireFly tongue. (now settle down now, when I said “FireFly tongue” I didn’t mean it in a IYKWIM kinda sense, IYKWIM);). http://forum.galacticwatercooler.com/showthread.php?p=79939#post79939
It’s the way the universe works. And me.
You sure know how to get a geeky girl hot under the collar Thot
Thanks for the virtual hug. My alarm went off and I had a major leg cramp. Oh I hope that is the end of the 24 hours of bad day.
I scrolled down and should have anticipated GR just behind the first law of the GWC.