My first week back on 2nd shift is almost over. It's been nice to get home at midnight. Getting up by noon has been a challenge. My body is too used to sleeping all day.

I have a bunch of little bumps all over my arms and back. I'm trying to decide if it is:
1: Hives. Who knows what I'm reacting to.
2: Spider bites. But new ones are appearing at work.
3: Chicken pox. But I had that when I was 6...

I don't like any of my possibilities, so far.

This morning I woke up and found my 20 year old quilt that my g'ma made for me on Mikey's bed. Bad DH! If Mikey has an accident that's one thing, and usually easily fixed. But I don't want the cats peeing or hacking on it! It means a lot to me and has remained in the closet where it's safe for the past few years.

I've done nothing productive in FFXI, although I am level 33 now. I can use all my RSE now, but some of it's better for a mage, not a THF, so I know I won't be using the Savage Loincloth. I need to check the Seperates (body) and compare it with my Mercenary Captain's Tunic.

I've spent the past couple of nights riding the ferry between Mhaura and Selbina, fishing. Trying to use up the crayfish paste I made Sunday night. For all my time, I have one stack of fish. It sucks. I have seen the Sea Horror 2 times and the pirates twice as well. I'm safe on the stairs from the pirates, but not the Sea Horror...

Audrey has a cold. She's quite snotty and coughing, but still a smiley baby. She woke up early this morning and woke me up too, so I pulled her from her bed and we played a bit. I was trying to keep her sitting up. :)

Saturday we tried to take Phoenix to the vet, and he's still holding a grudge against me. He permits only me to touch him, and he doesn't like me trying to pick him up. Unfort, that's what is required when putting a cat into a carrier. We wound up with him peeing on the floor and standing on the bed yowling, so we sent the cats that were supposed to go this week instead. We didn't bother looking for Arizona.

We got a sedative for him for this week. He's still holding a grudge against me. He'll come and eat the treats I drop for him, but will run if I try to pet him. He also isn't coming to visit me on the couch or at my desk. I am bummed. I hope he gets over it soon, 'cause even though he's not a cuddly cat, I miss the surprise of his paws on my shoulders and him rubbing his head against the back of mine.

I'm tired of all the election bullshit that's going on. People at each others throats, people tearing down or defacing the signs of opposing candidates, companies running voter registration drives who are throwing away the forms of democratic or republican voter registrations, depending on who the registration company is affiliated with.

It's just so plain depressing, I want to move to canada and be done with these asshats.

I'll vote for these guys instead.



That's it, I'm out. Hopefully I can do something productive with the rest of my week.

ETA: Thought IE ate my post, so I was going to be mightily upset. It's still here, yay! I have other crud to mention, so I'll probably make another post.