Oh, how I suck. Let me count the ways... The latest? Emily thinks she's coming home to one of her favorite dinners. I, unfortuantely, have decided that the chili, the key ingredient in chili-baked potatoes, is no longer any good. So, I've ordered pizza as I am too exhausted to think about making anything else for dinner.

I don't worry this much about feeding my husband and children, and there's blood, vows, and legal responsibility involved, in addition to love.

Yup, I sometimes even scare Dave, but I am the most hardcore in my hate for A-Rod. Can't stand him since he hit that ball out of Arroyo's hand.

I ♥ you, sj. Your Red Sox love is so pure. A-Rod mockage is great sport in our home. You'd like it here.

Had craptastic afternoon at work. Literally was yelling with coworker who is not really expendable to the company. But, damn, he is just a jack ass and I hit my limit.

I really, really wasn't wrong. As opposed to my usual MustBeRightness, I actually just simply wasn't wrong this time.

Then I sat in a dark room, rocking silently for about five minutes after because I was so upset.

And I am, frankly, just bitching here.

Drawing a nice hot bath, took meds for the stress headache that isn't really surprising, watching old Buffy eps, going to bed... This concludes the night of Cass.

I skimmed: ((Buffistas who need))

Can't stand him since he hit that ball out of Arroyo's hand.

Wrod. Nobody better mess with my boy! 'Specially that jackass.

t snuggles Cass

this tag has no end

sending the ma~` to askye's family and to sj's aches. and yay?s to annabel.

it is way too hot in the computer room. It must be time for tv.

jackass.

WindSparrow, thanks for the kitty time-out info. Puppycat could have used it last night as she was bitey. Her eyes were huge and all black, she was evil. Then she snuggled. It's like Combo #1 with her.

Cass, you are most welcome. I came up with my time-out policy from necessity. One night Harvey and Sammie were fighting so bad, I just stuck Harvey (who appeared to be the aggressor) under a laundry basket and lectured him. A few weeks later I was reading a book by an animal communicator who recommended time-outs, and I refined how I did things, but was greatly comforted knowing I was neither crazy nor cruel for doing it.

Possibly the lecture was a bit over the top.

Nah, I was trying to reason with puppycat last night and she falls off of the bed on a regular basis. Also, you can pet her side and Oops! she falls down. I still try to reason first.

FTR, "No bites!" with a firm finger pointing at her? Makes her do the arm back, pointing thing right back atcha and she's got claws. We are still, apparently, learning.

I have the perfect basket all picked out for the next lesson. Just determining what to weight it with. Perhaps the other cat, she would enjoy the mocking.

Wahhh! My throat, which was vaguely hurting all day, has now turned into a festival of "OW FUCKING OW" as in I can only barely swallow...on one side. WTF? It's just half my throat that hurts, apparently. I mean, swallowing is painful. But the pain is definitely one-sided. What is that about? Medical-y buffistas?

Also, I know many of you have been in long-distance relationships. Which I am not in. A relationship. But I am still frustrated by the distance from my new umfriend. Tell me that I am not crazy for trying to see her again soon, and that I will not explode if "soon" is >3 weeks.

I have the perfect basket all picked out for the next lesson. Just determining what to weight it with. Perhaps the other cat, she would enjoy the mocking.

I'd recommend an unabridged dictionary, leaving the other cat free to view the prisoner from whatever angle s/he choses.

{{{{{Meara}}}}} wish I had good words for you. I'm learning this relationship thing as I go.

P.S. You'll survive. You ain't crazy. What you feel is pretty reaso... well, reason isn't really in it, eh? Let's just say that your emotions are well within normal parameters. You'll find your way.

You will.

Yes. You will.