Gather your mop buckets and hoses

Click and drool, my pretties.

Say everybody's favorite word with me, class: Genderfuck. Wearing JACK'S headscarf. (Don't open this at work.)

(Thanks to metalkatt and pktaxwench for the heads up ...)

crevette, this one's for you ... *G*

Feuding pusses

Technically, it would be feuding toms, I guess. My cats are about to drive all three of us over the edge. They woke me at 6 a.m. yesterday with fighting and yowling - the older one can't use the litterbox in the bathroom without the younger one crouching outside the door and waiting to attack as soon as he comes out. This makes the older one nervous about going - and pissed at me for adopting the younger one - so he was jumping onto my clothes basket and other things in a threat to "do his business" there (and I know he's not diabetic because we just had the expensive blood test - though he is anemic). I promptly tossed them both outside and went back to sleep for another hour. This morning at 5 a.m, the same - and I did the same and slept blissfully until 9:30. I may start throwing them outside every night for a while while it's nice. They usually come back inside in a better mood.

Somebody once recommended to me a spray that she used for her cats so they'd get along? I don't know if it's liquid catnip or what. Anyone know what I mean?

Went to the dentist today. For 18 years I've been told my wisdom teeth have to come out, but I've been thus far unable to afford it. Well, I think this is the summer - I'm informed they are decaying and I have no choice any longer. Fortunately, my co-pay is about half of what it would've been last summer, for some strange reason. Gotta do it before August. (This should boost my normally cheerful mood! /sarcasm)

Yesterday I had an eye exam; I need reading glasses for the squinting and headaches. (Years ago I had bifocals, at age 25, but eventually stopped wearing them in my 30s when the scrip was out of date and I hadn't insurance to get them replaced. I've been fine until the last few months.) I've managed to go 36 years without my eyes dilated, and I thought maybe it was like on TV when people stumble around comically running into things. Not that bad - but I had to wear sunglasses for a couple of hours and my boss kept giving me shit about looking like Ray Charles. LOL

Finally, last night I went to McDonald's for my weekly/biweekly Quarter Pounder meal (I only get 2 sodas a week and McDonald's Coke is the best fountain out there). These scraggly teenagers at the next table were pooling change to buy a $1 hamburger and kept coming up short. I had in my purse about 80 cents in pennies I'd filtered out of my milk jug (I put loose change in it when I have it, but pennies are just a pain; I've carried them around for a month looking for a way to spend them, but I mostly use debit cards). So, I went over, upended my change purse, and dumped out all the change on their table.

"Aww, man, you're a lifesaver, lady!"

Do I remember when it was that simple to be satisfied? I don't know. ;-)