Oh, I've so had it with today.
The temperature dropped sharply, which I discovered on the way home. There was a bus kerfuffle. I walked in the door to discover roommate's cat had had diarrhea, and had used the hallway, kitchen floor, and couch to wipe her bum. Mopped the floor while roommate cleaned up the poo, and have spent the last two hours holding the cat down while roommate tried to de-poo her ass.
And we're not done. I am not wearing my happy face, universe.
I'll tell y'all what. If anybody wants. I'll gather all the information I have on credit and credit scoring and do a little lesson to email to anyone what wants it.
DJ, please add me to your list; thanks so much for offering to do this.
Sounds like fun times, shrift!
After all the talk about 2006 being on The List, I think in Goodbye and Good Riddance, all this talk of DJ's list is making me alternately giggly and apprehensive.
Was House really delayed by 7 minutes like my Tivo thinks?
Sounds like fun times, shrift!
I want a magic poo-be-gone fairy, god damn it.
Didn't you get any pleasure from destroying the cat's dignity by making it look like a drowned rat?
I swear, whenever I've had to bathe a cat, no matter how pathetic and sad the cause, I laugh like a loon at their indignant lack of dignity!
Cats should not be wet. It's just...terribly wrong. (I had a friend whose cat took showers with her every morning. He was weird. But she said it never failed to make her laugh.)
I want a magic poo-be-gone fairy
Good luck! Seriously. And if you find one, let me know.
And um, this sounds odd, but be glad it wasn't pee. At least you can see the poo. The pee sneaks up on you days upon days later. And is much harder to thoroughly clean.