Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Reminiscent of LJ

It's 8:13 p.m.

I should be working.

No. Wait. What I SHOULD be doing is playing Geeks Who Drink trivia with some of my best women friends at Jake's. But I'm not. Instead, I'm at home, having barreled full steam ahead since dragging butt out of bed at 5 a.m. and finally, just now, taking a break and seriously considering hanging it up for the night.

Emotionally? I'm exhausted. Physically? Getting there. But there's still a litter box to be scooped, lunch to be made, coffee to grind, resumes to review (Lex's), hatchets to bury...

OK, maybe not that last one.

At least I remembered to eat. And something good for me too. It included fresh vegetables and fruit that wasn't fermented first. That's an improvement.

Vinny had to make an emergency trip to the doctor on Friday afternoon. Apparently, during a particularly vigorous grooming session, he somehow managed to break off a significant piece of one of his back claws and got it lodged in his upper gum. Lex tried to extract it but as Lex is still incapacitated and unable to use his right (dominant) hand/arm, he couldn't get it out. I figured it was for the best that he didn't. I'd rather have the vet extract it than risk doing more damage and/or causing an infection by using unsterilized implements.

Still...it was time off work I couldn't really afford to take and $65 I couldn't afford to spend. But he's worth it and that's the price I pay for having a fur kid.

Speaking of purchases, apparently, I've become a collector of photography taken by my friend, mentalswitch (some of the galleries are NSFW or Moms but the landing page is). After his 1st Friday artwalk show this Friday just past, I now have four pieces of his in my collection. Only one paid for with cash money. The others were gifts or gratuity for my help. I like collecting things I like. I like these. I'll have to figure out ways to earn or pay for more. I'd like an original Sudux too but he's not selling...I don't think. I never asked. Hey! Monkey! You selling?

I'm still grumpy from Saturday. I must admit. I don't like it. Not one bit. But between oblique comments on this here blog (um...did you actually have something to say relevant to the post at hand, Anonymous? Because no really. I don't speak in riddles. Comment anonymously if you must but make yourself clear...in your own words, not mine), trying to figure out why someone else is mad at me, and general chaos and mayhem, I'm a Grumpy McGrumperton.

The good news is that Lex is actively seeking employment and with my former employer. This helps him and it helps me. I think he's got a great shot at an interview at the very least but he's got Mac experience and that is nearly a clincher for a good job with benefits. Given this latest medical crisis, I think he's starting to realize the value of good insurance. Thank goodness that was a lesson instilled in me early on...a job ain't a good job without insurance.

There's an awful lot of pain in this world right now. A lot of people whose moods are in the pisser. Good friends falling on legitimately hard times. I don't know where to start to help. I don't think I even should until I help me. I'm not any help to anyone except to offer a few loving words and hugs and smooches when I can. Even that, sometimes, is more than I've got.

And yes, I'm rambling. I'm tired. To the bone.

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