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Fish sweaters and parking tickets
September 10, 2001 | 9:25 a.m.
Oi. Oi, Oi, Oi. OI. ***** Happy Monday! /eyeroll Not that, in all truthfulness, there is anything inherently Wrong with Mondays, mind you. In fact, don't you sometimes think that Mondays get a bad rap? Poor Mondays. I think it's just the underlying perkiness of 'Happy Monday' that deserves an eyeroll. ***** I just got off the phone with the vet. The Country Club (for those of you new to the program, NO. I'm Not kidding. You may see for yourselves.) is saying that the evil rat-mutt is up to date on his shots, but I need to get a fecal (PLEASE add 'fecal' to the 'evil word' list.) sample in to the vet. *sigh* Could you have Please let me know this Before I spent forty-five minutes waiting to spend $45 on antibiotics Last Thursday???? So. In the process of finding out that it's not abnormal to have to drop off a poo sample (yippee.), the stinkermutt is due for a rabies vaccination on the 17th. *sigh* Elise works part-time at a vet's office and is Furious that I would have to pay for another office visit. They are mind-readers at the vet, because someone Else comes on the line and states that they couldn't do the vaccination if the puppercat was on any kind of antibiotics. But he'll need to be up-to-date before he can go to the kennel. Ok. /me prepares just-short-math-minor-due-to-EVIL-linear-algebra background. (See: fingers and toes) You just told me that he comes due for this shot on the 17th. I will be dropping off the stinkermutt at the Country Club on the 12th. The Ba will be picking up the rat-dog on the 17th. Therefore, no need for shot. Also? If you couldn't give the poo-puppy a shot because of antibiotics, He's Still On Them. Hence And therefore, no need for shot. *sigh* They'll be getting back to me. I'll just be planning on dropping off a little bag of droppings and be done with it. Grr. ***** Decent weekend. With the exception of this 'Surprising Loss' by the Vikings and my first parking ticket. *sigh* Went to the Log Cabin for a treat of chicken fried steak on Sunday. At around 9am. And parked in a lot that has just been redone and has these silly signs that say 'Park Facing This Way'. Pft. Even as I was parking, I was thinking that I Probably should turn around. Pft. It's Sunday. It's early. There's no one, really, who uses this lot. Right after ordering, I see a police car in the lot. *sigh* You have GOT to be fucking kidding me. Get out to the car castle to find a THIRTY DOLLAR TICKET attached. Yes, indeed, boys and girls. A Fucking Menace To Society, I am. /eyeroll Must be short on cash flow at the local 'protect and serve' office. Lord. ***** Took the boat to Maynard's to watch the debacle that was the game. (Truly am not as upset as I would have guessed. However? I pretty much don't need to hear anything about it from You. Thank you.) ;P Got rained on, even. Spent money on $5 beers. (One word: Abomination.) Got the boat back in one torrential downpour and top on just before another one. Felt bad that the evil rat-mutt was left outside in the on-and-off-again showers. (Bad Mom. BAD.) But he was dry enough when I got back, so all is well enough. Spent an hour and a half on my cell phone, hitting redial, while watching the game in an attempt to get reservations at The French Laundry. *sigh* I got through on Saturday, only to find that they are Closed on the Thursday we'll be out there. GRR. And after an hour and a half of constant dialing? And fifteen minutes on hold (on My dime, of course) waiting for a real person to come on the line? I'm sorry. We're all booked. But we have openings for lunch. *SIGH* I can never get through Ticketmaster (Don't get me started on That particular little price-fixing monopoly...) to get tickets for concerts, either. *SIGH* WHAT do you have to do to get a fucking reservation????? Rats. (One more try today, for Saturday reservations, which will suck, as we're staying In San Francisco that night, but God Knows I am Nothing if not a Glutton for punishment.) /snort ***** Apple Day (did I mention that particular little village festival??) was a minor smashing success. Basically an excuse for every idiot with crap in their garage to come out, put it on the street, put silly prices on them and sell them as 'antiques' in a 'flea market' type atmosphere. Oh. And there are corn dogs and gyros. ;) Sadly, I skipped the corn dog. But only cuz I snarfed on the gyros. So all was not a Total wash... ;) AND! The Ba will be proud. Stocked up on the Real maple syrup and honey. And! *I* am proud! The weather was dreary and quite cool, making the yearly appearance of heavy Third-World-Country-Black-Market wool sweaters Terribly appealing. And a FISH SWEATER???? For thirty bucks?? Pft. MINE. All I'm sayin'. Pictures when the weather warrants. :) ***** What else?? Oh yeah. I leave in TWO DAYS. Did I take the weekend to pack? You Are getting to know me too well. TONIGHT, dammit. I MUST. ***** Did I mention the Vikes kind of got their asses handed to them yesterday? Yes, it bugs me. But there's a small part that thinks it's too early in the season to care. Until they put that Stupid fact that we haven't lost on opening day since 1995. /snort I REALLY want to be an NFL Statistician when I grow up. REALLY. ***** There's more. But that I'll have to keep to myself. I sent the Ba and family off to Ireland. Mom should be darn near New Zealand. It's a pretty wild and wacky little world, huh? Let's hit it with a backpack and some good walking shoes. We need to discover as much about this little planet as we can before one of us succeeds in turning the other to dust. :) ak
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