Dear Diary, confusion abounds.
I asked you, once, to stop. Nicely. The next time I ask it will be with a bullet between your eyes and your brain matter on the wall.
So, it's been a bit of a stressful week. I'm working seven to four, which means I get up at six, and that is not a fun hour for me to be conscious. I also work with people who mainly speak Spanish. That's cool, but it makes explaining things or having things explained to me very difficult. And I believe one of them who works directly with me is essentially stupid. Not retarded, just dumb as a brick. I don't care what language you speak, you can still fucking count or understand how to use scissors or twist a twisty-tie. Or, as he has shown, maybe you can't. -_-
Right. And I had a number of fish die on me. That was really upsetting. Especially Henry, who jumped. I cried like I hadn't since I was a little girl when we found him. Just burst into gut wrenching sobs. I loved him. From the moment I brought him home and watched him zipping about the bag then sit and watch me. I will miss Leopard Guppy and Neon, but I did my best against their diseases... Henry... Henry hurts.
Which brings me to Coda. She is the best cat in the whole damn world. I mean it. Spot is cool and all, but... (sorry, Shelle) She is so intuitive about your mood. She's been following me around and jumping up on my lap and whenever I pick her up, just leaning against me and purring, instead of putting up with it and then trying to get down. Such a good kitten. Even when she beats up Onyx or throws up.
I promise a moderately more interesting post later. My room needs to be cleaned and Pirates is on downstairs.
So, it's been a bit of a stressful week. I'm working seven to four, which means I get up at six, and that is not a fun hour for me to be conscious. I also work with people who mainly speak Spanish. That's cool, but it makes explaining things or having things explained to me very difficult. And I believe one of them who works directly with me is essentially stupid. Not retarded, just dumb as a brick. I don't care what language you speak, you can still fucking count or understand how to use scissors or twist a twisty-tie. Or, as he has shown, maybe you can't. -_-
Right. And I had a number of fish die on me. That was really upsetting. Especially Henry, who jumped. I cried like I hadn't since I was a little girl when we found him. Just burst into gut wrenching sobs. I loved him. From the moment I brought him home and watched him zipping about the bag then sit and watch me. I will miss Leopard Guppy and Neon, but I did my best against their diseases... Henry... Henry hurts.
Which brings me to Coda. She is the best cat in the whole damn world. I mean it. Spot is cool and all, but... (sorry, Shelle) She is so intuitive about your mood. She's been following me around and jumping up on my lap and whenever I pick her up, just leaning against me and purring, instead of putting up with it and then trying to get down. Such a good kitten. Even when she beats up Onyx or throws up.
I promise a moderately more interesting post later. My room needs to be cleaned and Pirates is on downstairs.