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Blueprint for global enslavement
Feb. 12th, 2009 09:06 amMad Men squawking was preempted by Sad Guinea Pig Stories (TM) which are the sad stories I read on my guinea pig forums. Mostly they involve piggies passing away and it breaks my heart every time and I wish I could say more to the grieving owners. They're such fragile little wondercreatures. ;_;
And last night Livvy had a health spook - her poos were very soft and mushy (and got squished into my newly cleaned comforter, oh pigs) which is generally not a good sign, but she was eating and hopping and sassing Nicky and didn't seem to be in any pain and hasn't lost any weight. I wonder if the peppers I gave them yesterday bothered her, so today I gave them no peppers and minimal veggies and told Nicky to look after her because she's the only Livvy we have.
My appointments yesterday went well, except for the part where the psychologist was like "I don't think you really have OCD, you don't exhibit any of the clinical symptoms" and I got all defensive and was like "OH I HAVE OCD. OH HELL YES I DO. YOU DON'T KNOW ME. :EEEEE." Other than that she was fine. I think.
Also my hands are covered in tiny little cuts of bleeding and stinging and not getting better, I had a hard time getting up again this morning, and I have terrible cramps per usual. And the goddamn drain is still having issues. The eco-friendly solution eco-failed and baking soda and vinegar thing didn't work (I think that had something to do with the fact that our drain doesn't go straight down and everything got caught in a dumb way) so I'm not really sure where to go next except perhaps foaming pipe snakes or something horribly toxic like that.
But tonight I will likely be meeting Mr. Tennessee and hopefully that will go well on some level if not all levels. We have decided to be friendly hanging out friendly people and see if anything happens. So...we will see. And things.
Being in charge of a store kinda sucks when you don't actually want to be there. My video kingdom for a couch and blanket.
And last night Livvy had a health spook - her poos were very soft and mushy (and got squished into my newly cleaned comforter, oh pigs) which is generally not a good sign, but she was eating and hopping and sassing Nicky and didn't seem to be in any pain and hasn't lost any weight. I wonder if the peppers I gave them yesterday bothered her, so today I gave them no peppers and minimal veggies and told Nicky to look after her because she's the only Livvy we have.
My appointments yesterday went well, except for the part where the psychologist was like "I don't think you really have OCD, you don't exhibit any of the clinical symptoms" and I got all defensive and was like "OH I HAVE OCD. OH HELL YES I DO. YOU DON'T KNOW ME. :EEEEE." Other than that she was fine. I think.
Also my hands are covered in tiny little cuts of bleeding and stinging and not getting better, I had a hard time getting up again this morning, and I have terrible cramps per usual. And the goddamn drain is still having issues. The eco-friendly solution eco-failed and baking soda and vinegar thing didn't work (I think that had something to do with the fact that our drain doesn't go straight down and everything got caught in a dumb way) so I'm not really sure where to go next except perhaps foaming pipe snakes or something horribly toxic like that.
But tonight I will likely be meeting Mr. Tennessee and hopefully that will go well on some level if not all levels. We have decided to be friendly hanging out friendly people and see if anything happens. So...we will see. And things.
Being in charge of a store kinda sucks when you don't actually want to be there. My video kingdom for a couch and blanket.
