I took off from work early today, went and got my head shaved (well, not quite shaved, but pretty damn close), and now I think I'm going to go out to the lake for the evening. But not before I give Ozzie his fluid injections. I was over at a friend of mine's place on Wednesday and she has two hyper young cats (all young cats are pretty hyper, aren't they?) and I'm thinking that maybe getting a new kitten would be good for Ozzie. It would get him up and around. But it also might wear him out and kill him fast.
AND: I hate Big Brother 6 and everything it stands for. I can just see on the final episode, that idiot Eric (sorry, I don't use nicknames for assholes) smirking and saying: 'Well, they followed MY plan, that's why it worked. I didn't mind being sacrificed.' Nothing like 20/20 hindsight for goofballs like him.
Rant over. For now.
AND: I hate Big Brother 6 and everything it stands for. I can just see on the final episode, that idiot Eric (sorry, I don't use nicknames for assholes) smirking and saying: 'Well, they followed MY plan, that's why it worked. I didn't mind being sacrificed.' Nothing like 20/20 hindsight for goofballs like him.
Rant over. For now.
katblue:
No, I'm not really okay right now. But thanks for the cncern. *hug* What happened? He decided that he didn't love me anymore. Despite the fact that he professed to it and our life together just the day before. I wish I could vanish into thin air. It has to be less painful than this.
sluttygoodgirl:
Thats what I think!! What's not to love about Pippi?! I hope they feel the same 