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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. My dad is such a moron. No, seriously. A lot of the time I am torn between laughing hysterically and wanting to smack him around.
Okay, so I recently discovered our cats are now sporting fleas. Which is, totally not!yay since my cat sleeps sprawled out over me and my linen and yeah - not very nice. So we sent him out to get the (very expensive) flea stuff where its in a tube and you squeeze it onto the back of your cats neck and they hiss and howl and try to get away, but in the end works very nicely. So. We have 3 cats. He came home with one tube, and I was just about to put it on my cats when I noticed there was only one tube. So I asked him about it, and he said "Yes there's only one. You can give each of them one drop. I'm not paying $13 for one tiny tube". I stared at him in amazement. And then laughed all the way to my mom who then shouted at him. For being an idiot. And will go make him buy 2 more. Honestly.
In other news, yesterday I went to the West Coast Blues and Roots Festival, despite my utter disappointment that the Dave Matthews Band had cancelled. Hello! That was my only reason for spending ONE HUNDRED AND NINE DOLLARS. But anyway. I went with Alma, who was also disappointed but there were other acts she wanted to see, plus I had heard most of them and thought it would be okay. We ended up seeing...four acts? We saw Bela Fleck and the Flecktones (who were awesome), The Cat Empire, The John Butler Trio and Wolfmother. And my pictures suck horrifically, and I didn't take many because I was smooshed so much in crowds that I could barely reach into my bag.
Oh, and did I mention I got a tattoo?
....okay, so it's only semi-permanent, but still! I slightly regret it. Because-
I'll include some of my shocking photos, just incase you want to see!
Type your cut contents here.
anyhoo, back to law now:-(
Okay, so I recently discovered our cats are now sporting fleas. Which is, totally not!yay since my cat sleeps sprawled out over me and my linen and yeah - not very nice. So we sent him out to get the (very expensive) flea stuff where its in a tube and you squeeze it onto the back of your cats neck and they hiss and howl and try to get away, but in the end works very nicely. So. We have 3 cats. He came home with one tube, and I was just about to put it on my cats when I noticed there was only one tube. So I asked him about it, and he said "Yes there's only one. You can give each of them one drop. I'm not paying $13 for one tiny tube". I stared at him in amazement. And then laughed all the way to my mom who then shouted at him. For being an idiot. And will go make him buy 2 more. Honestly.
In other news, yesterday I went to the West Coast Blues and Roots Festival, despite my utter disappointment that the Dave Matthews Band had cancelled. Hello! That was my only reason for spending ONE HUNDRED AND NINE DOLLARS. But anyway. I went with Alma, who was also disappointed but there were other acts she wanted to see, plus I had heard most of them and thought it would be okay. We ended up seeing...four acts? We saw Bela Fleck and the Flecktones (who were awesome), The Cat Empire, The John Butler Trio and Wolfmother. And my pictures suck horrifically, and I didn't take many because I was smooshed so much in crowds that I could barely reach into my bag.
Oh, and did I mention I got a tattoo?
....okay, so it's only semi-permanent, but still! I slightly regret it. Because-
I'll include some of my shocking photos, just incase you want to see!
Type your cut contents here.
anyhoo, back to law now:-(