Because Sue is my overlord and master.
Finally, the mind control machine is working!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Because Sue is my overlord and master.
Finally, the mind control machine is working!
Finally, the mind control machine is working!
Clovis would like a word with you ...
Perkins, I got that for my brother. He took it to work and his mean, mean boss confiscated the ninjas! But he got them back before he moved to England so now he's ninja'd again (and terrorizing his new co-irkers)
Clovis would like a word with you ...
I would fear this in the hands of such a powerful being.
I am HOME. It is not yet 6:30 and I am HOME! I even stopped and picked up dry cleaning and mail and I am still HOME!!
WHEE!
Yay msbelle!
Now that's a good thing.
Aaahhhrggg. Basically, still not sure what is going on. Vet is just as frustrated. Pancreas seem ok. The gall bladder and liver are under suspicion. There will be biopsies. He's on a drip and antibiotics. Still not eating a helluva lot, which is a problem. He's much perkier, but still way under his old self. He wasn't talking, and he's a talker. Still, he was getting up and walking around and headbutting me and exploring as much of the room as the tube would let him. His belly is shaved.
Depending on how he does overnight, foodwise, I may get to bring him home tomorrow for the rest of the weekend.
This is insane. I go between "oh fuck I'm going to have to euthanize my cat" to "maybe he's getting better." And honestly, we just don't know. I can't brace for anything. Not hope or despair. So fucking weird.
Perkier is good, sara.
So, since I told Annoying Friend I'm not going to the party, now she isn't either. She's better friends with Party Host than I am! And she lives like 45 minutes closer than I do! Lame.
So what are people doing this weekend?
Working. Feh.