Happy Birthday to me, and: How stupid can the local news really be? Pretty stupid.

My cat owns me.

No, seriously. I got up this morning, said hi to the kitty, fed the kitty... and she started rubbing my ankles like crazy. She likes me a lot, but she doesn't usually do that much of that. So I got her a couple of cat treats. She ate them. And meowed at me.

And I realized that Mom usually puts one or two in her food dish, and I forgot.

Owned, I tell you.

She's cute, though.

In other news, my history teacher, being the nice, scatterbrained woman she is, forgot which of her classes she gave an extension to on their papers, and was more than happy to take mine when I turned up with it at her office before class. Didn't even want to see my doctor's note. Score!

My birthday was yesterday, and I had a very nice one. The weather was beautiful when I woke up, and we had all the windows open for a couple of hours. Mom took the day off to hang out with me. Even drove me to school and picked me up after class, so I didn't have to take the bus or wait three hours for her to get off work, which was really nice of her. Then we grabbed lunch, and went to Baskin Robbins to pick up the cake. Ever seen an ice cream place with twenty people in it, and one person behind the counter? A bit insane.

Went home, watched the news. Bird flu may kill us all before the government figures out what the hell to do about it. Of course, I love the guy they interviewed- some kind of expert in something- who said he didn't think that quarantining people would help. Okay, dude, tell you what- when the first person comes from overseas with the bird flu, they can stay at your house.

Hello?

The local news anchor, idiot that she is, seemed most concerned by the fact that "In a worst case scenario, malls and sporting events may be closed." Oh, Goddess, the horror. Please. If it gets that bad, that's the least of our problems, and we can all cope. Buy your crap from online like I do, and they can have the police bomb squad's robots deliver it. Or the mailperson in a biohazard suit.

I mean, I'm just saying, you know? I'm aware the locals are morons- I once knew a guy who worked for one of the local TV stations, and even he thought they were idiots. Said he was always telling them not to ad-lib stuff into their reports, but they did it anyway even though everyone told them it was stupid. So, I know they're not the sharpest knives in the drawer, but yes, if the bird flu comes to town, our greatest concern should be the mall closing and sporting events being canceled. Because, you know, in that case, my first worry would be that I couldn't go to the Fresno State game.

Although, if Mom misses Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young this July, I can't be held responsible for what she might do, because I'll be hiding in my room with the cat. Especally since the last time she saw them on tour, Neil Young was having one of his tantys off doing his own thing, and not touring with the others.

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Okay, that was funny. The last one almost turned into a fic, and there are a few others that are funny enough I might do something with them later.