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I feel a little better now.
Just returned from watching Turner and Hooch,
and cuddling with my kitties for a while.
But now I have the sneezes, because I got Kilala's
dirty dusty outdoor cat fur all in my face. She needs a bath... very much.
Though she'll never get one. She'd kill us first.
Oh well. It's worth it.
She's a good snuggle buddy.
Even if she's dirty.
=]
So yeah, I came up here to find that my dad turned my computer off.
I hate it when he does that.
Mainly because he doesn't turn it off the right way,
and that could mess my computer up.
It has mood swings over the smallest things,
like turning it off without properly shutting it down first!
Which is what my dad always does to it.
He holds the button on the tower down until it turns off.
Not good. Not supposed to do that.
- le sigh -
At least he's not being a drunken idiot.
That's an improvement.
And at least I wasn't working on a homework assignment or something.
That happened once.
Only he was flipping switches in the house's power box,
in an attempt to turn the stereo off downstairs.
I was in the middle of an important report I had to write,
and he flipped the switch for my room.
I lost my entire report!
And he didn't give two shits about it.
I had to explain all of that to my teacher the next day.
He was damn lucky she believed me.
So.. yeah.
At least it wasn't a repeat of that incident.
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Oh, and a quick thanks to Ratinha Weevil.
Your replies helped in cheering me up, believe it or not.
Especially hearing that your mom has been dealing with cats,
and finding them homes.
Though I'm still hoping I can somehow talk my mom
into taking them with us when we move.
I'll keep your mom in mind.
You guys will be the first people I call if they have to go.
There's no way in hell I'm giving them up to the pound.
I stopped trusting the pound with any of my animals a long time ago.
As far as that rant...
I didn't think moving again would make me that upset.
I'm so used to moving all over the place.
I mean, it hasn't even bothered me much, until this week.
Now that we have actual buyers coming.
It's all been real estate up until now.
And when I realized that someone could possibly
buy our house by next week,
depending on if they like it or not...
I just completely freaked out.
That included the geek-out over the cats.
We don't have to get rid of them right now. Of course not.
But whenever we move back to Texas,
there's a big chance that they won't be going with us.
I guess I can understand why.
The trip there wouldn't do them any good, for one.
And there's so much there that they'd have to get used to.
But it doesn't seem fair to dump them off and leave them behind, either.
They're so used to being part of the family.
How are they going to handle something like that?
Ugh... but enough of that. Before I lose the decent mood I'm in.
Thanks again Mouse.
( And yes... reality bites the big one. )
 Ophrysia · Sat Aug 26, 2006 @ 07:16am · 1 Comments |
