Jilli, I had to do sub-Q with one compliant and one very non-compliant cat. I think it is easier than pilling them, barring a needle squick. And don't be weirded out as the fluid migrates. Both would start with a big pillow on their back that would gradually migrate down to the chest area.

Batman is a scary sort of father figure

What's wrong with that?

I hate that, when I find a new fic genre, and I read it all obsessively for a while and then I am adrift.

Which is why I love Dean/Castiel so much. A slow day means only a few new stories, even if sometimes there's nothing actually good or long to read. But there is always something.

That leads to pairing creep for me -- you start with S/B, and that leads to Batman/other people, or, hey, I wonder what Robin is up to?

My problem is I start to want crossovers. And there's no magic box with levers to push to get me the Sam/Nightwing porn I so desperately crave.

Wearing a corset and heels all day (in honor of retro day for spirit week -- they never said HOW retro).

No fair! Underwear as outerwear!

I think my nausea might have calmed down enough for me to eat lunch. I'm kind of scared to try...

I should move on to my next onerous task of getting a battery for the Volvo so I can take it in for its long overdue smog check, but that would mean getting dressed. Tomorrow.

And there's no magic box with levers to push to get me the Sam/Nightwing porn I so desperately crave.

Fic auction?

I sorted the indoor recyclables. I still have to do the outdoor ones, but I'm counting that as that portion done. And then I wrestled with the bank and the computer vendor a bunch. So now I've got to grab a shower and rush around. I have a social thing and a rehearsal tonight, but if I can make it in earlier, I need to get to the bank.

Onerosity report: Checkbook balanced, blood donation appointment made, and, um, I'm down to 13 in my inbox instead of 23 -- not as much progress as I'd hoped, but it's something. Would be down to 11 if I'd been able to buy the sneakers I wanted (one email with the coupon code, one with the link to the shoes), but they've apparently sold out in my size. Bah.

Oh, but I also took the younger cat in to re-up his vaccines this morning, and I'm about to go pick up groceries and make dinner, so that all counts for something, right?

Fic auction?

I'd have to know someone good who wrote SPN and comics and see them offer them up for sale. And then I wouldn't have to be mad at auctions because pinkfinity is being a ghost and not contacting me about help_japan or something.

I think it is easier than pilling them, barring a needle squick.

Oh man, it was SO much easier than pilling him. Wow. He seems to be a bit perkier, so that's good.

My other onerous task for the day isn't that onerous: going with my big brother to review the design sketches for THE ENGAGEMENT RING he's getting his girlfriend.

Every time I've had to medicate a cat, I ask if it comes in shot form. Thankfully, the vet now gives me the option for a single anti-b shot these days. More expensive than pills, but I know it a) gets in and b) so.much.less.trauma for all involved.

Well, yes. Fic auctions aren't exactly a magic lever.

Jilli, glad the shot went well and that's super exciting news about your brother!

For OT Day so far I have started sorting the random receipts on my coffee table. I'll finish that, and then see if my county car tax has cleared so I can pay my overdue registration renewal. Then, dishes. Then, maybe fold clothes while I watch tv. And by then it will likely be crash time.