Smelly cat, smelly cat, what are they feeding you?
I think I'm going to die. This apartment is like a gas chamber. I just spent the last hour and a half cleaning. I changed the kitty litter, cleaned up the cat puke, cleaned out the moldy stuff from the fridge, washed the gross pots that were in the fridge, swept, put things away, sprayed some stuff, and it still REEKS. The kitty litter still does, at least. Sophie is sick and is really stinking up the litter box, and the rest of the apartment. What is wrong with her?!! Please tell me. I want to know.
This litter box sucks ass, too. It's some weird kind with a top, that you roll til it's upside down, then back, and it collects the grossness in this drawer, and you pull the drawer out, and dump. I don't think it gets it all. Tomorrow..I'm going to take this fucking thing outside, bust it open, dump everything, and hose it down. If it doesn't stop smelling, I'm going home. No more hanging out here. At all. It's not even normal cat crap smell. It's a really horrible sick smell.
This cat needs help. Why does she have to get sick again while I'm here? Tell me! I've been giving her her PROZYME shit with her food. She should be fine.
What if she died before the hippies got home?
Okay I must shut up about that now.
So, today was busy. I got up, went shopping. I felt like shit. Then felt a little better after taking some medicine. Got my black hair dye, and bleach. I will soon have black and blue hair. I was gonna do green, but I didn't like the green selection at Hot Topic.
It's my cousins Caroline and Grace's birthday on monday, so we got them these little purses. Sleeping beauty, and little mermaid. They came with clip on earrings and bead necklaces. I wasn't there to see them open them. I had to go to the concert, but I heard the LOVED them.
The concert was good. When we were waiting for it to start, they were playing some really old Jackie Chan movie, and I got into it, and was mad when they turned it off, and didn't resume between bands. I chanted JACKIE CHAN, JACKIE CHAN! They didn't turn it back on, the bitches. But oh well. I was really hyper. I couldn't stand still. I was dancing around and jumping and spining. Especially after the concert. I was screaming and yelling and laughing and being crazy. I wanted to party down all night long, but Cathy and Steph were supposed to be home at 10, and it was already after 10. So, yeah. No partying. But oh well.
Then my mom took me grocery shopping, and I got some food for over at the apartment, because I had nothing.
And that brings us to the begining of this entry.
Thankyou.Comeagain.
This litter box sucks ass, too. It's some weird kind with a top, that you roll til it's upside down, then back, and it collects the grossness in this drawer, and you pull the drawer out, and dump. I don't think it gets it all. Tomorrow..I'm going to take this fucking thing outside, bust it open, dump everything, and hose it down. If it doesn't stop smelling, I'm going home. No more hanging out here. At all. It's not even normal cat crap smell. It's a really horrible sick smell.
This cat needs help. Why does she have to get sick again while I'm here? Tell me! I've been giving her her PROZYME shit with her food. She should be fine.
What if she died before the hippies got home?
Okay I must shut up about that now.
So, today was busy. I got up, went shopping. I felt like shit. Then felt a little better after taking some medicine. Got my black hair dye, and bleach. I will soon have black and blue hair. I was gonna do green, but I didn't like the green selection at Hot Topic.
It's my cousins Caroline and Grace's birthday on monday, so we got them these little purses. Sleeping beauty, and little mermaid. They came with clip on earrings and bead necklaces. I wasn't there to see them open them. I had to go to the concert, but I heard the LOVED them.
The concert was good. When we were waiting for it to start, they were playing some really old Jackie Chan movie, and I got into it, and was mad when they turned it off, and didn't resume between bands. I chanted JACKIE CHAN, JACKIE CHAN! They didn't turn it back on, the bitches. But oh well. I was really hyper. I couldn't stand still. I was dancing around and jumping and spining. Especially after the concert. I was screaming and yelling and laughing and being crazy. I wanted to party down all night long, but Cathy and Steph were supposed to be home at 10, and it was already after 10. So, yeah. No partying. But oh well.
Then my mom took me grocery shopping, and I got some food for over at the apartment, because I had nothing.
And that brings us to the begining of this entry.
Thankyou.Comeagain.