And, it says it's within walking distance of the San Diego Zoo.
I've been trying to map it in my head - it's not a short walk. (Unless Maple cuts through to somewhere useful, I'm not as familiar with that end). But doable.
Someone come viisiit meee...
Er, I mean, enjoy a stay at a lovely Victorian hotel in a beautiful city. Yeah, that's what I meant.
Yay, Sean! They'd be fools not to hire you!
Happy Un-birthday, Askye!
Yay, Strix!
Yay, Laura and offspring!
okay, when I posted there weren't any posts about cat-sickness, so I'm sorry if I seemed insensitive!
cat~ma!
Keeping your kitty in my thoughts, Fred!
Oh, Sean, I'm hoping so hard that you get this or something similarly awesome.
Fred, much kitty~ma. Arthur! Be a good kitty and cooperate!
Didn't mean to kick off a discussion and disappear, just... busy busy busy OMG. Thanks to everyone who contributed - it is a really tricky thing to navigate and I appreciate all the viewpoints and data points. I opted to just ask him whether he thought this might be a temporary thing while he recovers, or whether he feels kind of done with committed relationships, while adding the caveat that it was okay if he didn't know. I also offered that we could shift the discussion to facebook, allowing us to get to know each other in a wider context (he used to work with KR and she thinks he's awesome, which is why I'm willing to do that). I gave a general context of my previous non-relationships and even admitted at the end that I am now worried that I seem desperate and psycho. So... we'll see how he responds to that.
Cards, table. His move.
Much ~ma to you and your kitty, Fred.
The Oatmeal's take on their new favorite animal: the mantis shrimp.
The Oatmeal's take on their new favorite animal: the mantis shrimp.
"These are my murder sticks..."
Arthur interim-update: Test results are starting to come in, ruling out some of the worst possible results (like feline leukemia). They haven't ruled out an infection, which would be the least bad result because we can treat it with a few days in the hospital, flooding his system with fluids, and keeping him on antibiotics for a long time.
He actually cooperated well with the sub-Q fluids last nigh, except for the moment that the needle went in. But we were able to restrain him and re-insert the needle. And when the fluids were done, Hubs already had a hold on him so we could give him his Pepcid without too much trouble.
I want to hope. I can't quite do it yet, though.