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In the last 24 hours, I...
Sep. 17th, 2008 10:26 am...went to the nurse practitioner about an infected cat bite. (After ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
violetisblue yelled at me to go to the damn doctor's already. Write to her and tell her how mean she is to me.) Not our cat, but an incredible simulation. I was trying to brush this ginorous bit of matted fur out of her back and for a while she gamely tolerated it, but after a few minutes it really started to hurt her and she started to bite and claw, then she chomped me good when I had to give up and put her back in her cage. Skip to the end, I'm on antibiotics, the shelter brought out their professional groomer volunteer to take a whack at her, and violetisblue has instituted a 72-hour rule about cuts, bites, and scratches. Again, the horrible treatment, I protest. I think Harriet will be a wonderful pet once this mat is no longer giving her any grief.
...my computer stopped working. We're not sure if it's the motherboard or a backlight or fairy dust, but you all missed a really immature hissy fit. Tech support gave me a couple of things to try tonight to see if I can awaken the sleeping giant. Until then? I'm not even distraught (most of my really important stuff is in journals, LJ scrapbook or Google docs), just miffed. My stuff!
...watched our newly acquired Little Mosque on the Prairie DVD. It's so gosh-darn earnest! Baber and Fatima rock our socks. What does it say aboutvioletisblue and me and our favorite characters are the hard-core Muslims? We're just squiffy about characters with the courage of their convictions. And I think it was good of the creators to take the bold step of not showing Amaar get rendered into oblivion when he makes the mistake of saying something dodgy-not-really at the airport. I think the emotion I'm trying to describe is "wistful false nostalgia."
violetisblue yelled at me to go to the damn doctor's already. Write to her and tell her how mean she is to me.) Not our cat, but an incredible simulation. I was trying to brush this ginorous bit of matted fur out of her back and for a while she gamely tolerated it, but after a few minutes it really started to hurt her and she started to bite and claw, then she chomped me good when I had to give up and put her back in her cage. Skip to the end, I'm on antibiotics, the shelter brought out their professional groomer volunteer to take a whack at her, and violetisblue has instituted a 72-hour rule about cuts, bites, and scratches. Again, the horrible treatment, I protest. I think Harriet will be a wonderful pet once this mat is no longer giving her any grief....my computer stopped working. We're not sure if it's the motherboard or a backlight or fairy dust, but you all missed a really immature hissy fit. Tech support gave me a couple of things to try tonight to see if I can awaken the sleeping giant. Until then? I'm not even distraught (most of my really important stuff is in journals, LJ scrapbook or Google docs), just miffed. My stuff!
...watched our newly acquired Little Mosque on the Prairie DVD. It's so gosh-darn earnest! Baber and Fatima rock our socks. What does it say about
violetisblue and me and our favorite characters are the hard-core Muslims? We're just squiffy about characters with the courage of their convictions. And I think it was good of the creators to take the bold step of not showing Amaar get rendered into oblivion when he makes the mistake of saying something dodgy-not-really at the airport. I think the emotion I'm trying to describe is "wistful false nostalgia."
