Ive been kind of incommunicado lately because my internet was down. My mom has scheduled an appointment to get Bell South DSL installed. That wont happen for another month.
I have one other reason for being taciturn. The vets think my cat have lung cancer. His lungs look worse in the X-Ray Dr. Dugan (the vet I like, not his bitchy wife) took this week in comparison to the X-Rays taken two weeks ago. Once again, I broke down into sobs in the vets office, but Dr. Dugan comforted me. I dont know. We cant know for sure if he has cancer unless he has a biopsy, and I dont want to cut Sam open. Besides, they wouldnt be able to remove the tumor because the cancer (if it is cancer) has spread to an inoperable extent. After receiving this news, I spent about four days sitting with my Sammy and petting him and crying. I have hope, though. Ever since hes been on both the Prednisone and Orbax, hes been perkier. I saw him playing with a squeaky mouse toy last night, and hes wanted to go out in the backyard a lot more than he was before. I have to be optimistic. Hell be okay because hes my special little guy.
In happier news, I got my Ethan Allen Horizon furniture delivered the bowfront chest, the horizontal bookcase, the two-drawer nightstand, and the horizontal slat bed. Its beautiful. I put down the new sage Egyptian cotton sheets and the pretty Calvin Klein citrine antique flower bedspread. I dont like Laura Ashley or any other kind of furniture or accessories that have flowers all over it, but the flowers on my bedspread do not look like flowers. Sammy approves of it, though. Hes been spending a lot of time on my bed. I think he likes the fiberfill in the bedspread, the squishiness of it. Look at the ridiculous amount of money I spent on
the lovely bedspread. I bought cheaper sheets elsewhere at Linens and Things, so that's okay.
I will tell you whats not okay manufacturing a bed that only has wooden slats at the bottom and a box spring is needed. Im a fan of the low-to-the-floor beds, so I did not want a box spring. I asked the saleswoman selling me the bed, Kitzie, if I could just put the mattress on the bed sans box spring, and she said that would be fine. The deliveryman came and said that I would need a box spring for the bed. Fuck that shit. I went to Home Depot instead and got some sheets of plywood, set up a jig, and cut that motherfucking wood with a table saw. For some reason, Home Depot does not sell plywood with 54 and width, so I had to get two 48 boards. That was annoying. Also annoying? The fact that Ethan Allen told me my furniture would arrive in six to eight weeks, and it took almost five months to get my motherfucking furniture. How annoying.
I need to decorate my room. I want to get framed movie posters. The one poster I really, really, really want is $600. I don't have that kind of disposable income.
I have to go to Yesterday and Today Records. The owner of the store called me and said he had some records I might be interested in purchasing at a discounted price for my garage show. Yayyy! Party time.
I have one other reason for being taciturn. The vets think my cat have lung cancer. His lungs look worse in the X-Ray Dr. Dugan (the vet I like, not his bitchy wife) took this week in comparison to the X-Rays taken two weeks ago. Once again, I broke down into sobs in the vets office, but Dr. Dugan comforted me. I dont know. We cant know for sure if he has cancer unless he has a biopsy, and I dont want to cut Sam open. Besides, they wouldnt be able to remove the tumor because the cancer (if it is cancer) has spread to an inoperable extent. After receiving this news, I spent about four days sitting with my Sammy and petting him and crying. I have hope, though. Ever since hes been on both the Prednisone and Orbax, hes been perkier. I saw him playing with a squeaky mouse toy last night, and hes wanted to go out in the backyard a lot more than he was before. I have to be optimistic. Hell be okay because hes my special little guy.
In happier news, I got my Ethan Allen Horizon furniture delivered the bowfront chest, the horizontal bookcase, the two-drawer nightstand, and the horizontal slat bed. Its beautiful. I put down the new sage Egyptian cotton sheets and the pretty Calvin Klein citrine antique flower bedspread. I dont like Laura Ashley or any other kind of furniture or accessories that have flowers all over it, but the flowers on my bedspread do not look like flowers. Sammy approves of it, though. Hes been spending a lot of time on my bed. I think he likes the fiberfill in the bedspread, the squishiness of it. Look at the ridiculous amount of money I spent on
the lovely bedspread. I bought cheaper sheets elsewhere at Linens and Things, so that's okay.
I will tell you whats not okay manufacturing a bed that only has wooden slats at the bottom and a box spring is needed. Im a fan of the low-to-the-floor beds, so I did not want a box spring. I asked the saleswoman selling me the bed, Kitzie, if I could just put the mattress on the bed sans box spring, and she said that would be fine. The deliveryman came and said that I would need a box spring for the bed. Fuck that shit. I went to Home Depot instead and got some sheets of plywood, set up a jig, and cut that motherfucking wood with a table saw. For some reason, Home Depot does not sell plywood with 54 and width, so I had to get two 48 boards. That was annoying. Also annoying? The fact that Ethan Allen told me my furniture would arrive in six to eight weeks, and it took almost five months to get my motherfucking furniture. How annoying.
I need to decorate my room. I want to get framed movie posters. The one poster I really, really, really want is $600. I don't have that kind of disposable income.
I have to go to Yesterday and Today Records. The owner of the store called me and said he had some records I might be interested in purchasing at a discounted price for my garage show. Yayyy! Party time.
brothers, sisters, come together in our loathing for the monstrous manifest of American excess that is Hummer.
DSL - good, cancer - not good. I feel for you there, we lost our cat about 3 months ago. I was never as fond of this cat as I was of pervious ones, but that's more due to circumstances of intake. I miss having a cat.
We definitely have different senses of style, not to say bad though. You're just far classier than I am. I'm looking forward to filling my new home with posters of Coop and Alex Grey. Maybe some of those nifty DIY concrete block and plywood shelves. Heh.