Suzy wants to go bald! Who are we to stop her? Let’s help!!!
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After months and months, I’ve finally put up more pictures on the
Pet Store Kitties page!
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I got my “
Recommended” page up and running. It’s a disorganized mess (I’ll organize it at some point), and I know there are things I forgot to put on that page. If you can think of something I’ve raved about – or at least mentioned liking – feel free to mention it, and I’ll add it.
There’s a
doofy little thumbs-up image picture of Sugarbutt that says “I recommends” over there in the sidebar to the right; click on it, and it’ll take you to the “recommended” page.
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Okay. I can maybe understand why I might be mistaken as pregnant.
(Shut up, though. I’m not getting rid of the top. I LOVE it. It’s soft and comfy and cuddly and cozy. I just won’t wear it in public anymore!)
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I’m ready for the freakin’ floor guys to be done with the freakin’ floor. I want my house back! I got shit to do, man!
When Fred was out at the house on Saturday, he found to his displeasure that one of the floor guys had taken a dump in the upstairs toilet and then NOT FLUSHED.
Gah. How fucking NASTY IS THAT?
Yesterday morning he called the head floor guy and judiciously asked him to ask his guys to FLUSH THE GODDAMN TOILET AFTER THEY USE IT.
How old are these guys, that you’ve got to tell them to flush the toilet, I’m wondering.
The head floor guy was horrified and told Fred that… I don’t know what he told Fred, but he swore it wouldn’t happen again, anyway.
I hope to god he’s right, because once is JUST PLENTY, thanks.
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I know we’ve had an incredibly mild winter and this cold weather has only been around a few days, but I am OVER IT. I’m ready for spring, please!
The daffodils growing out back are still alive, somehow, poor things.
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I’ve got fuck-all for y’all today. I have appointments on the other side of Huntsville and I’m just sitting here waiting for it to be time to leave. So I’m going to go sit on my ass on the couch and wait for it to be time and hope that it warms the fuck up out there so I don’t gotta wear gloves.
I have some nice gloves, but my hands prefer to be nekkid.
See ya tomorrah!
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PS: There’s a one-year post-surgery entry up over at
OneFatBitchypoo, if you’re interested.
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What a difference a year makes. (Self-portrait #21)
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Previously
2006: Off to the hospital!
2005: No entry.
2004: Poor Bean.
2003: About the cats.
2002: When did Dick Gephardt die?
2001: The illness continues.
2000: I am officially the laziest chick in the world.]]>