The Not Happy Thread

Thursday morning, the groomer called and told me she had the flu. Couldn't hold a pencil, let alone a pair of clippers. We have to reschedule once she gets better.

Meanwhile, my cat still has a stinky butt. Phooey.

 

I was staying at my friend's house in the states a while ago, and his cat came into the guest bedroom and hopped into bed with me. I'm a cat person, but this little guy had a reputation for just not getting on with anyone, so I was pleasantly surprised. He's a long-haired ball of fluff, and he was cuddling and nuzzling and purring away, we were getting along just great, but there was this smell... and when he turned around, there was a full-sized, two or three inch long cat turd all wrapped up in a spiderweb cocoon of fur hanging under his asshole. Never felt so bad for kicking someone out of bed and locking the door behind them.

 

Perhaps it is time for a dunk. Put on some gloves. Grab by the neck and power down. Dip into a shallow tub of warm water and give it a good rubbing. You likely won't be able to clean it completely. Kitty will be choked. Won't tolerate it for long, but it will clean it up a bit and motivate her to perhaps get to it herself. I had a cat who required quarterly lion cuts to deal with her poopy butt and tendency to mat. She was too fat to really clean it well herself, especially when the hair was long. Hope your groomer gets well fast and kitty gets her bingo dabber razored ASAP.

 

LOL!

 

After that long conversation, all my mind can think is:

Somewhere in a Bingo Parlor in the world, a bunch of
elderly ladies are playing Cat Scat Bingo....

 

And now I have Cat Scratch Fever playing in my head with your alternate lyrics.

 

Summary of my life right now: College is stressful, work is stressful, relationships are stressful, life is stressful. I'm sick.

 

I'm getting really sick of waking up at 4 or 5 in the morning for absolutely no reason. This has been going on more months. Granted, I'm able to get homework done before the work day, and maybe post a little on here, but it is physically draining. I think I'm going to crash soon and it's not going to be an easy one. My mind is just nonstop all day everyday. Between the monumental amount of things to learn at work, my degree work which has an equal amount to learn, taking care of a family, and the stress of living in insanely expensive California are crushing mentally sometimes.

I'm just tired, and I know none of it is going to slow down for years. Sometimes that's the best thing, many times it's also the worst.

 

This is what I needed, this years-delayed death notice of someone who was almost my step-father.

Yeah, write that shit out, writer boy.

Fuck you.

 

I am probably going to sound very ironic and say I tend to get the job in those interviews where they ask you numerous questions and take down your answers. All of the jobs that I got had that format for interviews.

These were ones where they talk to you about the job and expect you to ask questions. They feel more like an induction than an interview for me and I do find them jarring.

The second one had a competency task to do with prioritising, so I could at least slip a tongue in cheek comment that I hope will make the interviewer chuckle when he reviews them. I also thanked him for considering a late interview because schools a notorious for not wanting you to leave in term time.

 

I don't want to go to work tomorrow, so I'm not going to go to work tomorrow. I'll say I was unwell, and it won't be a lie. I'm spiritually unwell. I can't do it anymore. And so many more things I want to say that I can't.

 

The Prophet is coming.

 

"I wish you were my dad"

(Oh...oh no...no, no, no. My brother has a lot to answer for...need to either sit him down or deck him a couple times)

"Oh, haha, thank you my niece. You're the best niece I could ask for...how about some chocolate?"

>_>

 

Four hours ago I could barely keep my eyes open. Now it's 2am and I've just gotten up after three hours of not sleeping, wide awake, filled with the sort of thoughts that hit when sleep refuses to.

 

I feel ya, been dealing with that myself.

 

Time for a bitingly blunt sit-down that aims straight for the gut:

"Your daughter told me, 'I wish you were my dad.' Your daughter. Now, what are you going to do about that?"

 

How old's the kiddo and what made her say it? Seems to me like she might just think that because you have fewer rules/give her more treats. (Don't know if you do.) I read that little kids often like being with other relatives more than their parents because of that.

 

I had an opposite problem of sorts. I set my alarm for 6am as I had an early meeting with a client this morning to get up for, plugged the phone in to charge and set off for dreamland. I've been fighting off a cold, so it was more nightmareland, bad enough that the other half grumbled herself into the spare room at some point muttering about snoring and shaking the bed.

I woke up this morning cold because I threw off the sheets and blankets onto the floor at some point. I thought I would check the time to see whether I should get up early or try to go back to sleep. Grabbing my phone, there was a message: "Your phone has automatically been restarted after an upgrade. Please enter your PIN." After getting it started, the phone's clock finally appeared. It was after 9am and I had a message about a missed alarm and several SMS messages from my client asking where I was, the earlier ones more polite than the later ones.

Some days it's best just to stay in bed. Stupidly, though, I've decided to get up and try to salvage what little dignity I have left with the client and to get on to work while nursing a hangover without the benefit of the alcoholic buzz the night before.

 

Ugh. I actually use my old flip-phone for an alarm. It's got no connectivity, but still has all the alarm customization that a basic clock lacks, and I only need to pop it on the charger once a week or so.

 

Too late to ETA, but my regular phone has a cool first world whinge to it. When there's a system upgrade, it offers me the choice of doing it now, or it has an "update overnight" setting that delays the update to between 2am and 5am.

Now that's a good idea.

Except for the fact that, when I wake up in the morning after selecting it, step one of the update seems to be "Please enter your PIN to begin the update."

SMH.

 

My phone does this too. In a moment of madness, I must have told it to upgrade overnight. Also, have you noticed that the phone eventually insists on upgrading, whether you want it to or not? You have a choice, as it were, early on after the update first comes out. After that, it goes all Orwellian and does it anyway, sometimes when it's most inconvenient.

 

Get down to the recycle mart and find an old flip phone, it's the only way.

 

You can't find 2G phones on sale through stores here because the network doesn't support them and, because of a spate of people in the know flogging them to unsuspecting card-holding members of the 40 Watt club, big brother stepped in.

 

Ah, pity. We've got an area in Osaka called "DenDenTown" that has lots of used electronics stores, oddball otaku stores, and (unfortunately, IMO) a growing number of grotty little porn shops. That's where I took the picture of the "LGBT Friendly Used Porn DVD" shop sign. But anyway, you can get old phones and such there, I don't think anyone's being duped, probably just cannibalizing them for scrap or to repair their own hipster phones. Pretty cool area, used to be better though.

 

This happened to Hiroshima as well. All the cool little card stores, anime shops, and electronic places started turning into back-room porn shops. Kinda sad. Still a fun town though.