Well, I finally go to the docs today...hooray. I hate the doctor's office. Eric fixed my computer for me--steve had fucked it up so bad...we had to format the damn thing as opposed to me actually sorting through all the shit. It's running a lot better and faster now. I'm feeling better, as far as those flu symptoms went--was feeling better last night actually--not completely, but no achy feeling anymore.
On a completely unrelated note, last night, Spooky was a complete douche bag. Eric caught him clawing at my amp (as he ALWAYS fucking does...it's completely ruined on the left side/corner) and for the first time every Spooky Hissed at Eric--he's never even hissed at me. So he ran away under the bed, as he always does, for anything. Later in the night, I picked him up, an because of his little confrontation with Eric, he was freaking out, because Eric was merely moving on the other side of the room, and he completely fucked up my hand. Put a nice slice on my right palm, with a smaller one right where the palm starts on the bottom left corner >_> it looks pretty of course, but still, it fucking hurts. So, he ran again, and we tried to catch him, and his ultimate defense after we got him out from under the bed and couch, he got up on the counter (like he wasn't suppose to) and jumped into the small section of the kitchen window (or more so, just stuck his head behinf the blinds that he's slowly broken over time.
He never fucking learns--He keeps getting on my computer stand, the kitchen counter, and the indow, and he keeps clawing at my amp, and boots. no matter how much we punish, it never works. He's liek a more fuzzy version of a defiant teenager. but alas, I love him.
I also made a sale last night YAY ME ^_^!
I sold one of my bracelets, so I should be mailing that out today. So, an extra 10.50, fuck yeah
On a completely unrelated note, last night, Spooky was a complete douche bag. Eric caught him clawing at my amp (as he ALWAYS fucking does...it's completely ruined on the left side/corner) and for the first time every Spooky Hissed at Eric--he's never even hissed at me. So he ran away under the bed, as he always does, for anything. Later in the night, I picked him up, an because of his little confrontation with Eric, he was freaking out, because Eric was merely moving on the other side of the room, and he completely fucked up my hand. Put a nice slice on my right palm, with a smaller one right where the palm starts on the bottom left corner >_> it looks pretty of course, but still, it fucking hurts. So, he ran again, and we tried to catch him, and his ultimate defense after we got him out from under the bed and couch, he got up on the counter (like he wasn't suppose to) and jumped into the small section of the kitchen window (or more so, just stuck his head behinf the blinds that he's slowly broken over time.
He never fucking learns--He keeps getting on my computer stand, the kitchen counter, and the indow, and he keeps clawing at my amp, and boots. no matter how much we punish, it never works. He's liek a more fuzzy version of a defiant teenager. but alas, I love him.
I also made a sale last night YAY ME ^_^!
I sold one of my bracelets, so I should be mailing that out today. So, an extra 10.50, fuck yeah