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A good samaritan found this cat today in a gutter by Clark Park, half dead. He is now at the Cat Doctor with a body temperature of 90 (normal is 102) and blood PCV of 8. The Cat Doctor housecat, Diamond, is currently donating blood to save his life. During the exam, the vet found that this cat has a microchip. When called, his "owners" reported that he was acting sick, so they put him outside. If this makes you as angry as it makes us, please channel your anger in one of two ways: visit our website at www.citykitties.org and make a donation to help us pay for his care, or share this post and encourage others to do so.

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A good samaritan found this cat today in a gutter by Clark Park, half dead. He is now at the Cat Doctor with a body temperature of 90 (normal is 102) and blood PCV of 8. The Cat Doctor housecat, Diamond, is currently donating blood to save his life. During the exam, the vet found that this cat has a microchip. When called, his "owners" reported that he was acting sick, so they put him outside. If this makes you as angry as it makes us, please channel your anger in one of two ways: visit our website at www.citykitties.org and make a donation to help us pay for his care, or share this post and encourage others to do so.

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Mom's bloody dog.
Aug. 8th, 2011 02:33 amSo. Spend a shitload of money keeping his ass alive, and what happens? The dog pisses in my bed. Again. And on my bag.
I leave for ten minutes to sweep and mop the kitchen, and he pisses on my bed.
Either I leave my cats trapped in my room whenever I leave it, which upsets them because they like to move around, so they scratch at the door. Whereupon mom will open the door and leave it open, or I leave it open and he continues using my bed as his personal toilet.
Sometimes, I am REALLY damn tempted to just spend $300 and buy a hammock + hammock stand to sleep in. Something he can't PISS ON.
Bet I'd save money on sheets, too. >(
I leave for ten minutes to sweep and mop the kitchen, and he pisses on my bed.
Either I leave my cats trapped in my room whenever I leave it, which upsets them because they like to move around, so they scratch at the door. Whereupon mom will open the door and leave it open, or I leave it open and he continues using my bed as his personal toilet.
Sometimes, I am REALLY damn tempted to just spend $300 and buy a hammock + hammock stand to sleep in. Something he can't PISS ON.
Bet I'd save money on sheets, too. >(
So I went for a visit.
Jun. 30th, 2011 11:32 pmI'm never going back to New Mexico, ever.
Went to visit a friend (was supposed to go down there with another, in hindsight this would have made everything so much worse probably-- or stopped things entirely). Her apartment averaged about 86F, since she refused to turn on the air conditioning since it'd cost money which is reasonable. It did cause problems with my trying to sleep, though. And our eating habits don't mesh. Hers are not eating all day and having a large meal before bed. I snack lightly throughout the day. This naturally caused some problems.
There's another problem, though. As it turns out, we're better in short doses as opposed to two day long visits, as I can't stand her, ah. Cavalier approach to her pet's health and casually racist attitude (assumes all Hispanic people are illegals unless they behave in a Caucasian manner, basically). Naturally, she protests that she isn't racist and that's totally how it is and everyone's prejudiced against whites down there and omg she gets mistaken for Hispanic sometimes because of her name.
We've known each other since middle school, but yeah-- once a year without staying with her is MORE than enough, and I don't need or want to hear about how she can't afford to get care for her guinea pigs so if one of them gets sick she'll just let him die. Because that makes me want to steal them from her for their own good.
She's a good friend for the most part, aside from that. But MAN. Apparently, education is 'worthless' because it doesn't guarantee a job or something. So basically, because I'm, y'know, getting an education and at the moment that's my full-time occupation, my life is worthless right now? And the brief time I was employed by a company that never actually called me for work, as a driver's aide, doesn't count and I can't put that on an application? That, she might have a point about (I'm going to put it anyway)... but she didn't have to be yapping self-righteously about this in front of a friend of hers I had never met before.
That? Was humiliating, and just plain NOT the way a supposed best friend is supposed to behave. I'm an introvert and awkward around new people. That put me on-edge and upset, even if it's easy to hide behind a blank mask. The sad thing is, I know she'd apologize... but it'd be half-meant, if that makes sense. A placating measure, and she'd defend every above point about the pets and the racism and the blaring out things regarding ME to a stranger.
I just really do not want to talk to the person I was staying with. I don't even want to really call her a friend right now. She made me feel bad about myself, and what I'm trying to do to make my life better later. She might be fine working for the big blue cheap WalBox forever, I'd like more. And I want to be educated.
I might re-evaluate once I've had a decent sleep, but this... it was stressful. Vacations aren't meant to be stressful.
I'll have to see how it goes, but fuck. Not doing anything but knitting and playing my guitar for a while.
Went to visit a friend (was supposed to go down there with another, in hindsight this would have made everything so much worse probably-- or stopped things entirely). Her apartment averaged about 86F, since she refused to turn on the air conditioning since it'd cost money which is reasonable. It did cause problems with my trying to sleep, though. And our eating habits don't mesh. Hers are not eating all day and having a large meal before bed. I snack lightly throughout the day. This naturally caused some problems.
There's another problem, though. As it turns out, we're better in short doses as opposed to two day long visits, as I can't stand her, ah. Cavalier approach to her pet's health and casually racist attitude (assumes all Hispanic people are illegals unless they behave in a Caucasian manner, basically). Naturally, she protests that she isn't racist and that's totally how it is and everyone's prejudiced against whites down there and omg she gets mistaken for Hispanic sometimes because of her name.
We've known each other since middle school, but yeah-- once a year without staying with her is MORE than enough, and I don't need or want to hear about how she can't afford to get care for her guinea pigs so if one of them gets sick she'll just let him die. Because that makes me want to steal them from her for their own good.
She's a good friend for the most part, aside from that. But MAN. Apparently, education is 'worthless' because it doesn't guarantee a job or something. So basically, because I'm, y'know, getting an education and at the moment that's my full-time occupation, my life is worthless right now? And the brief time I was employed by a company that never actually called me for work, as a driver's aide, doesn't count and I can't put that on an application? That, she might have a point about (I'm going to put it anyway)... but she didn't have to be yapping self-righteously about this in front of a friend of hers I had never met before.
That? Was humiliating, and just plain NOT the way a supposed best friend is supposed to behave. I'm an introvert and awkward around new people. That put me on-edge and upset, even if it's easy to hide behind a blank mask. The sad thing is, I know she'd apologize... but it'd be half-meant, if that makes sense. A placating measure, and she'd defend every above point about the pets and the racism and the blaring out things regarding ME to a stranger.
I just really do not want to talk to the person I was staying with. I don't even want to really call her a friend right now. She made me feel bad about myself, and what I'm trying to do to make my life better later. She might be fine working for the big blue cheap WalBox forever, I'd like more. And I want to be educated.
I might re-evaluate once I've had a decent sleep, but this... it was stressful. Vacations aren't meant to be stressful.
I'll have to see how it goes, but fuck. Not doing anything but knitting and playing my guitar for a while.
Dietary Changes
Apr. 4th, 2011 01:48 amSo, I'm cutting out grain and going at least minimally on dairy.
Why? I'm pretty sure that grains are (or were) what was causing my anxiety attacks. There were times when I'd just freak out for no reason, or get unduly stressed out over minimal things. I'm a senior in college, there's no reason a piddly three page paper should make me have a teeth-chattering, hand-clenching, full out panic of an episode.
Went off grains for two weeks. Didn't have a single anxiety attack. That's reason enough to take it long term, so that's what I'm doing... and I haven't had one since. I have more energy and motivation, enough that I'm doing simple exercises and push-ups on my bedroom floor when before the idea would have been disregarded fairly quickly. I'm less depressed. I'm not guilty because of stupid things. I'm writing fic again.
Guys, I should have done this ages ago. In sum, I feel better.
Why? I'm pretty sure that grains are (or were) what was causing my anxiety attacks. There were times when I'd just freak out for no reason, or get unduly stressed out over minimal things. I'm a senior in college, there's no reason a piddly three page paper should make me have a teeth-chattering, hand-clenching, full out panic of an episode.
Went off grains for two weeks. Didn't have a single anxiety attack. That's reason enough to take it long term, so that's what I'm doing... and I haven't had one since. I have more energy and motivation, enough that I'm doing simple exercises and push-ups on my bedroom floor when before the idea would have been disregarded fairly quickly. I'm less depressed. I'm not guilty because of stupid things. I'm writing fic again.
Guys, I should have done this ages ago. In sum, I feel better.
The link says it all.
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I'd like to know just how this was supposed to 'save her life', please.
I'd like to know just how this was supposed to 'save her life', please.