There was head shaking.
What, you don't transport cats by rolling them inside tires?
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There was head shaking.
What, you don't transport cats by rolling them inside tires?
Well, it wasn't even that sort of thought. I thought that for some reason, beth had convinced herself she ought to take the cat with her, while she went to see about the tire.
I don't even think beth has a cat (although I am not sure).
Thanks, Cindy. It's actually been not too bad this year. I was having some anxiety attacks a week or so ago, but once I realized what was setting them off, I was all good, again.
Ugh, beth, cold calling is one of my least favorite things, too. Car problems I can deal with, as long as I have the money for them.
I thought that for some reason, beth had convinced herself she ought to take the cat with her, while she went to see about the tire.
The tire place is run by cats and beth needed a translator?
Not even that fun, tommy. I just thought she was feeling guilty about leaving the cat at home.
I don't even think beth has a cat
I have a cat. I do not feel guilty leaveing him at home. If I could convince him to take the car in , I would. Unfortunatley he is too small to reach the pedal s and steer. Percy probbably could steer( he has thumbs) . and we were fairly sure that Bert ( who is no longer with us) would have been good with the pedals - he like to flop on things. They never learned to drive mostly because they never co-operated.
and now time to see if the tire is fixable.
Gronk. Hola Bitches.
The Ick finally hit me.
I had a feeling when you mentioned a raw throat or something to that effect a couple of days ago, GC. That was exactly how the ick started with S and I.
We're both feeling much, much better.
Last night, I had my closing night at the theater, and we running crew people put on our traditional parody after the last show, for the benefit of the cast.
It was really, really fun, and I had the biggest, wordiest part. Everyone had really great things to say about me, and several people were surprised that I could act. I also got told by more than one person, including the director of the actual play, that I needed to provide them with head shots.
Hell of a night.
So do not want to be here. So tired of this stupid job.
Sorry, baby.
Thanks, Aims.
*sigh*