I'm In Love with My Anxiety
I went and saw Wicked last night with Meredith and Nikki. It was pretty awesome. I wasn't as excited going in as I should have been, for some reason, but I'm really glad I went. The woman who played Glenda was amazing. Well, everyone was amazing, but she was especially good. Apparently The Lion King is coming to town in the next year, so I think we're going to try and see that. It's supposed to be seriously amazing, and even though I don't LOVE the movie, I think the musical is something I shouldn't pass up. Tickets are so expensive, though, so we'll see. It'll probably depend on both of them, since they're both in school, although Meredith has a job.
My birthday is Friday, and I'm not even remotely looking forward to it. I have to go to some seminar for work that day, which is going to be incredibly boring, and I'm having to compromise on the celebration because people are going out of town (people are always going out of town on my birthday, because it just falls at the wrong time of year) and I'm just generally feeling sorry for myself. Self-pity is not an attractive quality. I'll get over it by the time it's actually my birthday.
Ella, who isn't scheduled to get fixed until April 19th, because that's the soonest they can get her in, has now gone into heat twice in the space of the week. I feel really terrible for her, because she's feeling awful, but I feel sorry for us, too. She's in hell, and she's bound and determined to take us down with her. It's my fault, though, because I didn't realize there was going to be such a long wait, and didn't call as soon as I should have. I'd take her somewhere else, but this is the cheapest place, and I have to be so careful with money.
One last thing, thank you, anon. You are amazing and awesome, and you should come forward with your identity immediately so I can shower you with love and affection, as you so deserve. ♥
My birthday is Friday, and I'm not even remotely looking forward to it. I have to go to some seminar for work that day, which is going to be incredibly boring, and I'm having to compromise on the celebration because people are going out of town (people are always going out of town on my birthday, because it just falls at the wrong time of year) and I'm just generally feeling sorry for myself. Self-pity is not an attractive quality. I'll get over it by the time it's actually my birthday.
Ella, who isn't scheduled to get fixed until April 19th, because that's the soonest they can get her in, has now gone into heat twice in the space of the week. I feel really terrible for her, because she's feeling awful, but I feel sorry for us, too. She's in hell, and she's bound and determined to take us down with her. It's my fault, though, because I didn't realize there was going to be such a long wait, and didn't call as soon as I should have. I'd take her somewhere else, but this is the cheapest place, and I have to be so careful with money.
One last thing, thank you, anon. You are amazing and awesome, and you should come forward with your identity immediately so I can shower you with love and affection, as you so deserve. ♥