Yeah, that isn't funny. Just cruel and mean.
Not a joke: this is so totally going to be me - still paying off my student loans as a senior citizen.
'Shindig'
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.
Yeah, that isn't funny. Just cruel and mean.
Not a joke: this is so totally going to be me - still paying off my student loans as a senior citizen.
I called the vet about the tick-ified cat. She (probably not an actual vet, but a tech) told me that their office uses Advantage not Frontline because cats typically don't have problems with ticks, because they groom themselves so much. Well, maybe I have a cat with less than excellent hygiene, but he still doesn't deserve a big tick on his butt. I asked if the application of Frontline would kill it and make it fall off. She said it would kill it... but didn't know if it would fall off. I said, ew, I don't want him to have a DEAD tick attached to him either! She seemed not to have considered that. She said I could bring him in and they'd remove it. Hopefully it will drop off after all, hopefully sometime today, and I won't have to wrestle the cat into the box again.
I am once again dissatisfied with my vet.
In this case, being ticked off would be a good thing.
Well, now I can never say that phrase again without thinking about the big tick on the cat's butt!
My body hates me. It's my day off I have the plague and the curse. I was going to garden this afternoon, but I am going to concede to illness and flop on the couch & watch TV.
Dead ticks usually drop off, zenkitty. I'd think the most scrupulous cat might miss a tick on his butt.
High on my list of good things about having a significant other is having someone to do a tick check.
My freaking cold, which I thought was on the way out, has settled in my chest. I feel like I'm hacking up a lung whenever I cough. Doesn't help that the weather just flipped from the high 70's into a rain/snow forecast for today/tomorrow.
Sigh. Last night I had a parental melt down (posted it on lj) and today I have a post-parental melt down hangover. Which means I'm in the land of not dealing.
Uggh. And ouch. And eesh. This is how online retailers get stuff shipped so quickly. [link]
I feel genuinely sorry for any child I might have who ever asks me for anything for Christmas, only to be informed that every time a "Place Order" button rings, a poor person takes four Advil and gets told they suck at their job.
Ugh Suzi, I have been battling the epic chest cold. My doctor's OTC advice ended up being good. He suggested Zyrtec D (meaning it has the need-to-sign-for-it-because-it-actually-works decongestant) with a Mucinex kicker. Dries things up without drying you out and cuts down the nasty hacking cough by about half.
Holy mother of god, figuring out how to insert a text box into an excel 2011 chart should not be have been that painful. I know part of it is my logic is not MS logic BUT JEEZUSFRICKIN'CHRIST WHO EQUATES INSERTING A FUCKING SHAPE WITH INSERTING TEXT?!!!
I'd go back to my 2004 excel except they took it away from me.
I seriously spent the better part of 45 minutes trying to figure that out. Google just made me madder, because the results bore no resemblance to reality.
What's sad is I'll probably forget how to do this and go through the whole cycle again in 6 months.