OYL update, finally. We brought Chanti to the vet again tonight for more shots. This time it cost $150. They want to charge us close to $600 to have her spayed. I think we must’ve found the most expensive clinic in town. We’re going to call the nice SPCA people and get her spayed somewhere we can fucking well afford. I am a displeased Kit. I’m also a tremendously hungry Kit, so I’m going to go to bed before I give in to my weakness and eat something. G’night!
wow!
Wow. Wow wow wow. I’ve been overpaying on Ted’s federal student loan by teensy amounts for the last year, and by a more significant amount the last few months, and I just got the coupons for the next year’s worth of payments, and they’re $25 less than last year’s. *does a little jig* Yay me! Woot! Yay! I, however, am only halfway as admirable as Sarah, who got Angie’s comments working. I bow before her technical superiority! Woot! *dancie dancie dance*
zum!
Zum! Chiropracted! Wow, that felt really good, too. I needed popping! Lucy is doing Paw Of Dominance on my printer, which has a bobtail kitten contract sitting on top of it. It’s all very feng shui, or something. :) Speaking of which, last night I suddenly had a fit of needing to rearrange some of the books on one of the sets of shelves in the living room, which Emily explained as my feng shui being disturbed. I decided that was probably about right, particularly since although I didn’t go…
go me!
I couldn’t stand it anymore and I got on the scale this morning. I’ve lost 5 pounds. *dancie dancie dance*! Incidentally, it stopped raining yesterday so I got to go biking. Go me! And, um. Oh, chiropractor this morning, right. Popopopopopop!
raining, ee
Raining, ee. I hope it stops long enough tonight for me to go biking!