Cody: <link to DIY slideshow for fixing a fridge that leaks>

Me: is there a dyi for enlarging it to a regular size?

Cody: Funny, I receive lots of emails about that. None for fridges though.

Me: omg

And now, I've laughed so hard my head hurts.

LJ tells me I last updated 23 weeks ago. Surely there has been something going on.

Oh, yeah, Facebook.

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Long time, no blog.  Yep.  See below.

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So I'm posting this from work.  I have a certain amount of time every week/month that I can use the county computer for personal use.  So here goes.

I'm heading out to see the mayor soon.  Next week actually.  C and I are going on the 16th and coming back really late on the 20th.  I left Tuesday open for recovery or futher travel in case something goes wrong.  Here's to positive thinking.

Lizzy (see picture) has an incredible case of Inflammatory Bowel Disease.  Apparently, her guts don't like certain proteins and they protest and then she either vomits or emits soft serve from the other end.  She now weighs in at around 5 pounds and is on predisolone and a duck/green pea diet.  She's pretty much eating and pooping.  Man-sized poop.  Her poop is bigger than she is.  I want her guts to straighten out so she'll start absorbing more nutrients and her pooh will be smaller.  Seriously.  The steroid makes her thirsty so she is also drinking and peeing a lot.  At least she uses the box for that.

Prozac is huge.  He's packing on pounds for the winter.  He is a solid chunk of feline that wants to eat all the time (kind of like Lizzy, but he walks away when he's done).  He's also pretty excitable and wants to play.  Love the feather on the string.  Maybe Mike can make cat toys for entertainment purposes only.  Or even for exercise for a large feline.  He needs to be chased or be allowed to chase squirrels. 

I want a house.  C says I'm house-horny which I probably am.  But I'm so tired of having to step around things, rearrange things so I can get closer or farther away from something, reach over stuff to open windows.  I'm ready for more space.  I'm ready to spread out, put a cat door in and let it all go.

That is all.  For now.

So here's what's been going on around here. 

1. July 4th was fun.  Was interesting to find out that once you go to Harrisburg, you can never leave.  Much like Hotel California.

2. Figured out that Lizzy has an allergy to grain.  Much like Cody.  Makes her cranky and breaks her out in a rash.  But also makes her vomit.

3. Country Fair is still full of freaks.  Topless, dirty, fun-loving, drug-smoking freaks.  And it was hot.

4. The Sunday night/Monday morning following our trip to OCF, the hose connecting the main valve to our sink popped off and flooded our downstairs neighbors.  All of them.  Two floors.  To the basement.
5. The county lost power to half the building (my half) and I had to work in a classroom surrounded by several other departments working on lots of projects.  I got to sit right next to my auditor.  It was really hard not to look at what she was writing when she was going through my work.  It really sucked.  You don't realize how much you take for granted your space until it's gone.

6. It's hot.  Damn it's hot.  I know it's not a reasonable request because 90% of the year it's beautiful here, but I want A/C in my house.  C and I are looking at maybe applying for a mortgage eventually.  I'm tired of worrying about being evicted for having pets and for paying someone else to own my home.  I'm an adult.  I should be looking at my future and there is a lot of money that I've given other people to be responsible.  It's my turn.

7. I've been getting up at 6:30 everyday (Including Saturdays) to drive across town and feed my cats.  I love my cats.  Love them.  They are my responsibility and I am extremely grateful to R&E for housing them during this stressful time.  But, I'm so tired of being up that early.  This morning after feeding them I went and did laundry.  No one is at the laundromat at 7:30am.  No one but me.

8. All my money belongs to the food gods. 8 of 10 purchases go to some source of food.

9. I need a haircut really bad.  My hair person quit and I don't know how to get a hold of her.  I got a cut from someone else, but it wasn't the same.  I'm afraid I'm going to end up bald eventually.

10. . I'm tired.  Going to nap.

You know how I know (besides being her daughter)? 

She's at a Stone Temple Pilots concert right now.

No lie.

Mayor Mom is the coolest.

Today, I hate my job.  Not yesterday or last week which were really trying, but today. 

Today I was slammed from people I don't even know.  Pointing out my errors (or perceived errors) by bitching to my department director, not my boss or me, but the department director.  I was bitched at and corrected, but never consulted.  I received email after email of "you should've done it this way" with no real constructive points information.  No clarifying questions of why I used the language I did (approved language, by the way). 

I spent most of the day trying to clean up last weeks melee of crap from the layoffs and the bumping.  It really sucks when you have to fix the same person 15 times because things keep changing or you straight up make a mistake.  I'm not sure how many reams of paper I've gone through in the last week, but I'm sure it's enough to supply a small country.

I asked for information and received an answer that didn't apply to my question.  Was at least about a similar subject, but did you read the email?  Seriously.

Tequila, anyone?

If you ever thought about getting me something, but just didn't know what I would like, here's a quick video.  I'm particularly fond of...well, all of them, but I really like penguins at x-mas...enjoy!

Amateur bartender ever!  I won a big, shiny, gold cup and a "bonny boy liquor dispenser".  You press a button and he pisses liquor.

I rock.

Now to sleep.