11/4/03

So…Sleepy. Ugh, seriously, I haven’t gotten a good nights sleep since we moved rooms. I’m seriously getting tempted to banish the cats from the room at night, they’re a big part of the problem. That and my stomach, I have acid reflux and I go through periods where it’s bad a lot for awhile then it kind of goes away for awhile. It was bad last night and the night before. I woke up around 1am and couldn’t breathe without coughing because my throat was just unbelievably raw. *sigh* I’ve been wanting to try Prevacid or something like that but they don’t have any I can take. I can’t swallow pills. I was really happy to see those pills come out that just dissolve on your tongue, those are a great invention for someone that can’t swallow pills, let me tell you. 🙂

All my vacation happiness has worn off. It’s gotten to be a chore to get up to go to work again. I hate this place, I might actually like my job if I could do three simple things. Relocate to a less retarded, less happy-ass/social floor, break the AMBest disk, and last but not least, soak Michele and Marlene in gasoline, tie them to the front of a bus and run it into the wall of a burning building. 🙂 What?? I can daydream. Just so long as I don’t act upon the daydreams.

Ugh, our cafeteria, I swear. The scrambled eggs on the buffet this morning were way undercooked. Yuck, yuck yuck. I swear, that has to be the most incompetent cafeteria in the world. The school cafeteria was better than this!! They make awful shit down there and call it special and gourmet, I call it crap. 🙂 We usually eat breakfast at home but didn’t have time this morning. When Eggo waffles are better than anything you can get in a cafeteria full of supposed gourmet chefs then uh, something’s seriously out of whack.

Okay, seriously. Those fucking leaf-footed bugs or whatever they’re called are seriously becoming a nuisance. I know they’re harmless but they’re creepy. I ran into two while hubby was away at class last night. One in the office, I had to quit what I was doing in there and shut the door so it wouldn’t “get me”. Then when I took a shower one came off my towel and landed on the shower wall as I was drying off! ACK! I jumped out of the shower, luckily hubby had just gotten home so I yelled down to him and he took care of it. We never did find the one in the office. My home is NOT a bug motel, what the fuck is with this, is there a big sign outside I don’t know about? “Bugs, please winterover here”. Every time we kill one a big neon “Vacancy” sign probably lights up. *sigh* I’m starting to hate old houses. Between the bugs wintering over, the spiders, and the wasps in the summer I’m going to go nutty.

The kittens are seriously cute. I am going to miss every one of them. We started bringing up the fishing pole type toy for them and they just go nuts!! They’re funny because one of them will latch onto it and hiss and growl and carry on trying to keep it’s siblings from stealing it. And of course, number 4, really, she’s is just a doll. The difference between her and her brothers is just so dramatic, she’s like a delicate little flower. The boys go nuts attacking the toy, but she just sits up and gently whacks at it. She’s just as dainty as can be. #5 goes to his new home on Friday, #1 will go on Sunday, we’re not sure about the rest yet. Of course, Oliver stays with us. That really helps, being able to keep Oliver, he’s going to fit in perfectly. We’re still not sure if we’re going to keep Sophie, she’d be hard to find a home for. She needs someone that’s dealt with problem cats before, someone that doesn’t have children, dogs, or really any animals other than cats. Sophie is great around other cats, just not people or dogs and I have the scar to prove that one! 🙂 Heh, I still can’t entirely feel the skin between the top and bottom tooth marks on my arm. Some of the feeling has come back, but not all of it. She did a number on me. I never thought a cat would send me to the emergency room, let me tell you. 🙂 Sophie is a Jeckyl and Hyde case, she will climb up on you and rub her face on your cheek, purr and knead and then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, she will just bite your nose, or whatever she can get her teeth on. She strikes like a snake. I don’t trust her anymore. If she gets on me I give her a couple pets on the back or on her head and put her back on the floor. At least we’ve learned what to look for, a second or two before she strikes she gets this “devil cat” look in her eyes. She’s a total fruitcake.

Anyway, I should see about getting some work done. I might type some more later.