The daily chuckle

This weekend’s get-away is cancelled. George sees a real vet in about two and a half hours. He was just sick again, and had some more *nasty* diarrhea. The Prof even smelled it from the other end of the apartment. Bathroom door is shut, and the exhaust fan is going at the moment. Thank heaven…

Channing: Biological mom and kitten-clone are calico cats. Calico cats’ fur colors are only partly governed by genes. Part of it has to do with how certain genes interact with each other, and part has to do with conditions that the little kitten fetus grows under. An easier example: did you ever know any identical…

Still breathing. Still unemployed. Trying not to hyperventilate. It’s easier during the day, when I can keep myself busy, distracted. Three in the morning is worst. Dr. Who did not drop by with his TARDIS over the holidays. The wreath that HAD to be finished by Christmas was finished this morning. I estimate I put…

Why is it that the weather only acts up when I refuse to take the weather forecast seriously? If they forecast half a foot of snow and I pay heed, then the only way you could actually measure six inches of snow is if you took every single snowflake that fell and stack them one…

Today marks the half-year anniversary of Satan’s Little Fart Cloud’s quarantine. Her coat is growing in beautifully, and once again I am allowing myself to dream that we can start doing cultures to see if the ringworm has cleared. The veterinary dermatologist we’re using said if she’s still good Monday, we can start. This is…

I joined Weight Watchers originally on 3/8/06. I hit goal in about twelve months (I need to look up exactly how long it took me). I stayed at/below goal until August, 2009, when I got laid off from work and began hosting an eighteen-month long pity party, with myself as the guest of honor and…