Of fiascos and fiascos-to-be...
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whitereflectionFiasco 1: "Ha ha" So last night, we went out with Dad and my stepmother to the steak place, Outback. Usually I get a baked potato, but this one time I choose fries (and they sucked, too)--but when I go to shake the ketchup bottle...*BAM!* Turns out pre vious patron had left the cap loosened. ><;;;; Got the damned stuff all down my front, all over the table (including in Dad's glass of water), in my hair...*sigh* I was reasonably cleaned up thanks to many cloth napkins and a wet towel one of the busboy s was using to wipe down a nearby table--but I ended up having to try to rinse some of my hair out in their bathroom sink.
I didn't see it as the restaurant's fault at all, but the manager insisted on giving us a couple coupons for free appetizers. Eh, that's cool I guess--I'm just lucky my shirt didn't stain, as it was one of my loud/obnoxious button-down Hot Topic ones, and I kinda prize those. Accident or no, I still wished I coulda just hid under the table when it happened. *flails*
Fiasco 2: "Goddamnit" ...Bebop-cat (or at least, we think it's him)...has a urination problem. Meaning, he's starting to do it not in the box. God*DAMN*it. It was bad enough that he got a couple paper grocery bags we left out some time ago, but we figured he'd been papertrained as a kitten, and made sure not to leave paper on the floor. But tonight I discovered in our storage room that he'd suddenly gotten two comforters (not valuable ones, things we used for sitting on outside like for picnics) that'd been on the floor, as well as a canvas suitcase full of other bags. *Then* we discovered that the beanbag we have down here in the basement had been gotten as well.
God*DAMN*it!!! It's not that we had to toss some stuff, it's all cheap--but this is potentiall y a *hugely* serious problem. This can be very destructive and costly, if it continues. What I don't understand is why it's happening so much all of a sudden right now. *flails* We've had his kidneys checked previously, as well as tests run for urinar y tract infection--but I guess we're going to have to have him tested again.
What's worse is that James has had a cat previously with a major problem like this. Felix, the cat he got when he was a kid, had some sort of UTI when a kitten that James' pa rents really never got treated very well. So the cat's entire life, it has problems, and just goes everywhere. By the time James is living on his own and I move in, not much can be done--when we moved out of the apt we'd been renting from his parents, t he carpets were just damned trashed. After Felix died, James swore he'd never get another male cat, since they seem more prone to UTI problems.
But then we get Bebop--and now this starts up. And James has already said if we don't get the problem resolved, he'll get rid of the cat.
God*DAMN*it.
I know there are books I can read to try and help with this. Or resources online. Or I can talk to our vet (gotta get him retested, like I said above...and Crystal needs her vaccinations anyway). But at the moment, I'm feeling rather...rather...snappish. Like banging my head against a wall. Hell, I already pounded my hand against a wall until it hurt. Good thing I'm a wuss and can't put a hole in the plaster. Feh. Anyway, enough on that. Not much I can do until I talk to the vet.
Oh, and the icing on the cake for the evening? James went to totally change the litter in the two boxes, and to refill the third box--and when he went to take the garbage bag full of litter to the trash...lo and behold, the bag had a leak. A large leak. And he didn't discover this until he'd carried the bag through the carpeted basement and up the carpeted stairs into the kitchen only to see a trail of litter behind him. *flails* Now is when I celebrate having a vacuum cleaner. I gotta remember to change the vacuum bag in the morning. XP
Fiasco-to-be: "Shakespeare" Tomorrow is one of the Shakespeare on the Green presentations at the park by UNO. Two Gentlemen of Verona, I believe (next week is The Tempest). It's usually a really fun thing--so long as it do esn't decide to do a thunderstorm or tornado, as has happened in previous years (hence, the 'to-be'). Anyway, we make it a day long shindig, even though it doesn't start until evening--we head out to claim blanket space close to the stage, and unlike the assholes who just lay out blankets and leave, we stay there all day.
Previous years it's just been me camping out, but last year Kelly and Katherine waited with me, and this year we're hanging out all day together again--we're gonna meet up there a bit before noon I think. We'll have snacks and CDs and stuff to occupy ourselves with (I'm taking a few books, my Gameboy, maybe a notebook and my oil pastels)--also gonna take a ton of water, as it's supposed to get up to about 92 and be megahumid (another reason for the 'fiasco-to-be'). The others--James, Anj, and other assorted folks--will show up closer to evening. Ohyeah...I gotta remember bugspray and sunscreen, too.
Anyway, hopefully it'll be fun, and maybe getting out and vegging will get my mind off stuff. Watching more season two Saiyuki tonight with the usual gang didn't seem to do the trick--hence why I'm still ranting hours later. Meh, I should go to bed. I gotta get up early tomorrow and get some stuff done (bills, laundry...christ, do I even have socks? *flails*) before heading out to the "Green". Ohyeah...mental note: take my Duel Jewel and Malice Mizer CDs so Kel and Katherine can finally hear them.
*shuffles off, still mumbling*
I didn't see it as the restaurant's fault at all, but the manager insisted on giving us a couple coupons for free appetizers. Eh, that's cool I guess--I'm just lucky my shirt didn't stain, as it was one of my loud/obnoxious button-down Hot Topic ones, and I kinda prize those. Accident or no, I still wished I coulda just hid under the table when it happened. *flails*
Fiasco 2: "Goddamnit" ...Bebop-cat (or at least, we think it's him)...has a urination problem. Meaning, he's starting to do it not in the box. God*DAMN*it. It was bad enough that he got a couple paper grocery bags we left out some time ago, but we figured he'd been papertrained as a kitten, and made sure not to leave paper on the floor. But tonight I discovered in our storage room that he'd suddenly gotten two comforters (not valuable ones, things we used for sitting on outside like for picnics) that'd been on the floor, as well as a canvas suitcase full of other bags. *Then* we discovered that the beanbag we have down here in the basement had been gotten as well.
God*DAMN*it!!! It's not that we had to toss some stuff, it's all cheap--but this is potentiall y a *hugely* serious problem. This can be very destructive and costly, if it continues. What I don't understand is why it's happening so much all of a sudden right now. *flails* We've had his kidneys checked previously, as well as tests run for urinar y tract infection--but I guess we're going to have to have him tested again.
What's worse is that James has had a cat previously with a major problem like this. Felix, the cat he got when he was a kid, had some sort of UTI when a kitten that James' pa rents really never got treated very well. So the cat's entire life, it has problems, and just goes everywhere. By the time James is living on his own and I move in, not much can be done--when we moved out of the apt we'd been renting from his parents, t he carpets were just damned trashed. After Felix died, James swore he'd never get another male cat, since they seem more prone to UTI problems.
But then we get Bebop--and now this starts up. And James has already said if we don't get the problem resolved, he'll get rid of the cat.
God*DAMN*it.
I know there are books I can read to try and help with this. Or resources online. Or I can talk to our vet (gotta get him retested, like I said above...and Crystal needs her vaccinations anyway). But at the moment, I'm feeling rather...rather...snappish. Like banging my head against a wall. Hell, I already pounded my hand against a wall until it hurt. Good thing I'm a wuss and can't put a hole in the plaster. Feh. Anyway, enough on that. Not much I can do until I talk to the vet.
Oh, and the icing on the cake for the evening? James went to totally change the litter in the two boxes, and to refill the third box--and when he went to take the garbage bag full of litter to the trash...lo and behold, the bag had a leak. A large leak. And he didn't discover this until he'd carried the bag through the carpeted basement and up the carpeted stairs into the kitchen only to see a trail of litter behind him. *flails* Now is when I celebrate having a vacuum cleaner. I gotta remember to change the vacuum bag in the morning. XP
Fiasco-to-be: "Shakespeare" Tomorrow is one of the Shakespeare on the Green presentations at the park by UNO. Two Gentlemen of Verona, I believe (next week is The Tempest). It's usually a really fun thing--so long as it do esn't decide to do a thunderstorm or tornado, as has happened in previous years (hence, the 'to-be'). Anyway, we make it a day long shindig, even though it doesn't start until evening--we head out to claim blanket space close to the stage, and unlike the assholes who just lay out blankets and leave, we stay there all day.
Previous years it's just been me camping out, but last year Kelly and Katherine waited with me, and this year we're hanging out all day together again--we're gonna meet up there a bit before noon I think. We'll have snacks and CDs and stuff to occupy ourselves with (I'm taking a few books, my Gameboy, maybe a notebook and my oil pastels)--also gonna take a ton of water, as it's supposed to get up to about 92 and be megahumid (another reason for the 'fiasco-to-be'). The others--James, Anj, and other assorted folks--will show up closer to evening. Ohyeah...I gotta remember bugspray and sunscreen, too.
Anyway, hopefully it'll be fun, and maybe getting out and vegging will get my mind off stuff. Watching more season two Saiyuki tonight with the usual gang didn't seem to do the trick--hence why I'm still ranting hours later. Meh, I should go to bed. I gotta get up early tomorrow and get some stuff done (bills, laundry...christ, do I even have socks? *flails*) before heading out to the "Green". Ohyeah...mental note: take my Duel Jewel and Malice Mizer CDs so Kel and Katherine can finally hear them.
*shuffles off, still mumbling*
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Date: 2002-06-22 06:35 am (UTC)And then your kitty, bah, that is awful stressful and hard to deal with. Wish I could offer you some helpful tips, but you're on the right track with talking to your vet. I sure hope you can get it straightened out quickly.
I'm definitely sending lots of good wishes that your day with Shakespeare is relaxing and fun. ^___^ And absolutely fiasco free. ~hugs again~