Well it sure feels like Christmas.
Two people got fired yesterday, and *shocking* they were the people who were immensely irritating and made every day at work an 8 hour fight against insanity.
BUT NOW THEY'RE GONE.
Dan took his cat 'Cat' to Lollypop Farm last night. He was on super triple probation already, and Sunday he thought it would be fun to leave a big pile of poop in my closet, and pee all over my dry cleaning. It was all Dan's decision to send him away....but I still feel bad...
Rumor has it that our roomie Chris will be moving out this week, all because his cat won't stop peeing in the upstairs hall.
(Background on the cats: We'd tried everything, locking them in bathrooms and letting them out for supervised visits, multiple litterboxes, trips to the vet, even those cat pheramone sprays and 'plug-ins' all over the house. But coming home every day for 2 months to find at least one yellow puddle, not to mention a house that smelled like an NYC subway platform on a hot summer day, was really threatening my mental stability)
That means that everyone that was pissing all over my stuff at both work and home will be gone.
So much stress has just evaporated. It's crazy, but I feel like a million bucks.
Two people got fired yesterday, and *shocking* they were the people who were immensely irritating and made every day at work an 8 hour fight against insanity.
BUT NOW THEY'RE GONE.




Dan took his cat 'Cat' to Lollypop Farm last night. He was on super triple probation already, and Sunday he thought it would be fun to leave a big pile of poop in my closet, and pee all over my dry cleaning. It was all Dan's decision to send him away....but I still feel bad...

Rumor has it that our roomie Chris will be moving out this week, all because his cat won't stop peeing in the upstairs hall.
(Background on the cats: We'd tried everything, locking them in bathrooms and letting them out for supervised visits, multiple litterboxes, trips to the vet, even those cat pheramone sprays and 'plug-ins' all over the house. But coming home every day for 2 months to find at least one yellow puddle, not to mention a house that smelled like an NYC subway platform on a hot summer day, was really threatening my mental stability)
That means that everyone that was pissing all over my stuff at both work and home will be gone.
So much stress has just evaporated. It's crazy, but I feel like a million bucks.

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