Friday: What's That Smell??
So last night as I rushed through the door to change for spinning class, I noticed that the apartment stunk to high hell. I brushed it off in my haste, but soon noticed that there was a moist pile of cat shit nestled nicely atop our new runner in the kitchen. Obviously I was a touch taken aback, as cats don't do this kind of thing unless there's something specifically wrong. Dan soon informed me that Banapple Gas had been a bad boy earlier that evening - he had climbed up onto the hamster cages and knocked two of them to the floor, including the obscenely pregnant Beyonc. Naturally, Dan scolded him and tried to pick him up, to which Banapple Gas responded with his claws. It was a big fiasco and the cat was nowhere to be found. Obviously the pile of shit was purged as a 'fuck you' to his Dad. I cleaned it up and told them both to get along.
Turns out the shit was smeared artistically about his rear end, too, so I ended up having to give him (the cat, not the fianc) a bath later that evening. Cats hate baths.
Speaking of spinning class, my beloved Ande wasn't there last night, and the sub was HORRENDOUS. Not only was she screaming at the top of her lungs (the first sign of an instructor who hasn't a clue), but she was in TERRIBLE form - and heartily encouraging the class to follow her lead. I was absolutely mortified. If she wasn't a sub, I would have flagged down the manager for sure. Seriously atrocious. I was determined to get a workout, though, so I ignored her screeching and did my own workout to the half-decent music. It's amazing to me how these people get certified to begin with.
Thank you Cambria for the AWESOME postcard.
Question: Whatever happened to Robyn?
It occurs to me that she looks kind of like a miniature Pink...which is probably why I'm so interested in where she disappeared to.
To do this weekend:
- boxing
- booze
- booty shaking
- laundry
....wow, I actually don't have all that much to do this weekend. Thank the CHRIST.
Now everyone go wish Miss Chloe a very Happy Birthday.
Shadow of the day: Goldmine.
^1 month, 3 days^
So last night as I rushed through the door to change for spinning class, I noticed that the apartment stunk to high hell. I brushed it off in my haste, but soon noticed that there was a moist pile of cat shit nestled nicely atop our new runner in the kitchen. Obviously I was a touch taken aback, as cats don't do this kind of thing unless there's something specifically wrong. Dan soon informed me that Banapple Gas had been a bad boy earlier that evening - he had climbed up onto the hamster cages and knocked two of them to the floor, including the obscenely pregnant Beyonc. Naturally, Dan scolded him and tried to pick him up, to which Banapple Gas responded with his claws. It was a big fiasco and the cat was nowhere to be found. Obviously the pile of shit was purged as a 'fuck you' to his Dad. I cleaned it up and told them both to get along.
Turns out the shit was smeared artistically about his rear end, too, so I ended up having to give him (the cat, not the fianc) a bath later that evening. Cats hate baths.
Speaking of spinning class, my beloved Ande wasn't there last night, and the sub was HORRENDOUS. Not only was she screaming at the top of her lungs (the first sign of an instructor who hasn't a clue), but she was in TERRIBLE form - and heartily encouraging the class to follow her lead. I was absolutely mortified. If she wasn't a sub, I would have flagged down the manager for sure. Seriously atrocious. I was determined to get a workout, though, so I ignored her screeching and did my own workout to the half-decent music. It's amazing to me how these people get certified to begin with.
Thank you Cambria for the AWESOME postcard.
Question: Whatever happened to Robyn?
It occurs to me that she looks kind of like a miniature Pink...which is probably why I'm so interested in where she disappeared to.
To do this weekend:
- boxing
- booze
- booty shaking
- laundry
....wow, I actually don't have all that much to do this weekend. Thank the CHRIST.
Now everyone go wish Miss Chloe a very Happy Birthday.
Shadow of the day: Goldmine.
^1 month, 3 days^
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"do you know what it takes to love me?
do you know what it takes to do me right?
do you know what it takes to love me, baby..
BAY-BAAAAAAAAAAAAYyyyyyyyyyyy???"
::blushes b/c i actually had that CD at one point::
cat shits to piss off owners, cuz it's mad
dog shits just cuz it's gotta happen.
I think your new morphed avitar is avatastic!
Y~!