I CANNOT PILL THIS GODDAMNED CAT! AND NOW SHE WON'T EAT THE GODDAMNED FOOD IT IS GROUND UP IN!
I don't need advice, I know this cat. She is the pickiest thing ever. She ignores treats, pill pockets, butter, cream cheese, tuna, tuna oil, EVEN HER OWN GODDAMNED FOOD. She's never been easy to pill, but she's refined it to a bloodsport in which I LOSE.
She's traumatized, I'm traumatized. I'm gonna have to have them give me something else, cause at this rate, Loki's had a dose of antibiotics, but I'm pretty damned sure Devi has not.
She's got a goddamned bloody nose from this stupid URI, she's being clingy from the goddamned vet trip and the attempts to get the goddamned antibiotic into her.
Fuck this week. And next. I quit.
Booo on floods.
I like The Great Gatsby as it is, so yay on Gatsby.
I'm watching a Les Mis concert on TV and have severe allergies. How can I do it in a theater out in public?
Everyone else will be crying too. Well, lots of people.
A work acquaintance has asked me to go to Les Mis with her, and I am wary, because I have been known to audibly wail in the theatre. I am not sure I want to do that with a 22 year old cow-orker.
I was listening to the Slate Culture Gabfest podcast over the weekend, and in the middle of them talking about how the movie wasn't good, there was a short clip of "I Dreamed A Dream," and I suddenly had the worst allergies! It was crazy.
It's nuts! You'd think familiarity might make a person able to keep composed. But that's a good point; I won't be the only weepy one.
I was sort of thinking that since I know my cry points , I might be able to hold it in, but if I am concentrating on holding it in, am I really enjoying it?
I got allergies today listening to an NPR piece on Schoolhouse Rocks. Bob Dorough singing Three is a Magic number was a cry point!!
The last time I saw Les Mis on stage, I was in London during grad school. The cheap(er) student tickets were in the front two rows. I could see the orchestra in the pit. Which meant they could see me as I was sobbing my way through the revolution. But I wasn't the only person doing so, and I figured the orchestra was used to it.
