Livin' On A Prayer
Mar. 1st, 2006 06:08 pmGods, what a week.
I had, as usual, about a billion things I'd meant to have done by now. But between the major history test I had Tuesday, and the stuff with the cat, I just haven't had time (or felt up to doing anything much.)
We've had the cat less than two weeks, and for a while now it's been pretty obvious that she doesn't like something she's eating. Poor kitty had dry heaves and baaaaaad gas, so we took her to the vet yesterday afternoon. I was worried about her all day, I could hardly even eat. The cat (her name is Samantha) was rather traumatized by the whole vet thing, though she was pretty good when they gave her two shots, and then we still had to make another stop- to buy her some new pet food. She likes the new stuff very much- it's some kind of gourmet pet food made with real tuna, and she pretty much inhales it.
So, Sam is doing better, I survived the test...
...and tonight Mom and I are going to see Bon Jovi in concert. Have to leave in about half an hour. Ahhhhhhhh!!!
I have one more ficlet to write for
licenseartistic for last month. Oops. I'd meant to do them Tuesday after the test, and type them up when I got home, but I was too freaked over the cat to write. I got one done last night, and two today. That still leaves one. I know what I'm doing for the fic, I just have to write it out. Which, of course, I don't have time to do now.
I think there was something else I was going to say, but I can't remember it now. Catch you guys later!
I had, as usual, about a billion things I'd meant to have done by now. But between the major history test I had Tuesday, and the stuff with the cat, I just haven't had time (or felt up to doing anything much.)
We've had the cat less than two weeks, and for a while now it's been pretty obvious that she doesn't like something she's eating. Poor kitty had dry heaves and baaaaaad gas, so we took her to the vet yesterday afternoon. I was worried about her all day, I could hardly even eat. The cat (her name is Samantha) was rather traumatized by the whole vet thing, though she was pretty good when they gave her two shots, and then we still had to make another stop- to buy her some new pet food. She likes the new stuff very much- it's some kind of gourmet pet food made with real tuna, and she pretty much inhales it.
So, Sam is doing better, I survived the test...
...and tonight Mom and I are going to see Bon Jovi in concert. Have to leave in about half an hour. Ahhhhhhhh!!!
I have one more ficlet to write for
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I think there was something else I was going to say, but I can't remember it now. Catch you guys later!