I am watching this show on animal planet where the family is upset with the kitty and they explain to the cat whisperer that their cat is "angry puking" on their bed and throughout the house.

I don't have cats, but I said to myself: since when do cats "revenge puke." The CW asks them: when have you last taken the cat to the vet?

It has been forever.

Ugh.

okay, kitty is okay, but the CW thinks the throwing up was due to stress!

they have a 2 year old in the home.

Ugh, you guys -- I would really prefer not to today, and I have no excuse! No hives, no puking cat, no pregnancy, no nothing!

I have hard things to do today, and it is all my fault. Don't wanna, upon further investigation.

I have a K-3 strings concert at 2:30, which is sure to be pretty painful. That's it, though.

I sent that ass kissy email to my manager asking what I could take off her plate, so...she handed me a bunch of important stuff to do in her absence.

Oh. I'm not sure what I intended to happen, but I can see how, in retrospect, this was perfectly predictable.

That does seem like the likely outcome. But ... you're helping? Yay?

FRIDAY! And the project from hell WILL be done before I leave work today, even if it means I don't leave on time. Oh yes it will!

I had to skim, but it sounds like the last couple of days have sucked ass for many many people. I hope that doesn't continue.

Checking in from the land of Vicodin. Slept for 3 hours, then up for an hour reading until I could take more drugs, lather, rinse, repeat. But I can move my arm. Not full range of motion, but I can reach and stuff.

Plan for the day is to read/sleep/play on the computer. Then in the late afternoon K-Bug and I are going over to a friend's house to bake cupcakes.

Someone translate I AM AWESOME GIVE ME MOAR MONEY into businessspeak please? I need to write some "final thoughts" for my self appraisal.