Well, I guess it's obvious that I have internet access again. (I didn't post as frequently when all I had was a browser on my cellphone)
Yes, I'm back. Can't guarantee that I'll be sticking around as much as I used to, but I'll be here to check in, post a journal here and there, and maybe get back to proofreading some articles in the database.
Anyhow, just gave the cats their first bath. That was entertaining. (I'm still laughing at their post-bath antics, and trying to contain all the "wet pussy" jokes that continue to spring to mind)
They handled it rather well, I must say.
I knew I'd have an easy time with Shelby (my calico tuxedo), since she frequently takes dips in the water I leave in the tub to prevent Nacho from shitting in there. All she did was yell at me, and give me that expression of trust betrayed.
Nacho, on the other hand, HE put up a fight out of this world! Mainly his frantic squirming, and the fact that he can break out of anyone's scruffing of his neck. (I literally had to hold both of my hands around his neck to keep him in the water until he stopped flailing about) But he DID manage to only claw me once, two claws, single puncture for each.
And here I was, certain I was going to leave the bathroom bloodied.
Well, I've got to go watch them some more. As the fleas die off him, Nacho is bucking like a rodeo horse, and it's quite hilarious to see.
"Rodeo or Mexico?"
Nearly a year since my last post. Yes, I'm still here, yes I'm still kicking, and yes, I'm still making myself miserable.
I've been dealing with a rather toxic relationship with someone who cares the world for me, but continues to push my buttons. I can't talk to her without her getting pissy. After working ten to twelve hours in a kitchen, I have to remind her to take a damned shower before trying to crawl into my bed. (ditto when it comes to her walking barefoot in my driveway and yard) And I have to spend three days reminding her (damned near begging her) to brush her damned teeth.
Then I go to work and get to deal with THOSE lazy morons, too.
I can never have time alone.
It's quite the contradiction, isn't it? Before now, I was sick of being alone, and now that's all I want is to be alone.
I can't think of a song quote to end this with, so I'll just end it here.
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