So...

You kids have a nice weekend?

After friday, which found me in a hormonally induced snit the likes of which hasn't been seen since Lizzie Borden's mother took the wrong opportunity to criticize Lizzie's choice of hairstyle and  ended up as cubesteak. I seriously had to stop myself from violently throwing people out of my way as I walked to the train. A double whammy of girly anti-psychotics and a brisk bike ride to work seemed to take the edge off, but it was later that night at matilda after 2 rather generously poured (read: doubles plus) Makers on the rocks that really had me feeling no pain. Thanks to lovely and talented Calvin for making that all possible...Additionally, I managed to ride the bike home in one piece. Yay me.

Saturday, I went to Target, my sole purpose being to purchase a new litter pan for wee tiny princess as she has made it abundantly clear in NO uncertain terms that she is NOT pleaed with the selection I made when I bought her a new one when we moved, and if I want her to behave I'd better GET HER ANOTHER GODDAM PAN JUST LIKE THE LAST ONE OR THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY.

Sunday I went to water and inject with insulin Char Mar Superstar's cat Sage, who is, incidentally, one of the cutest cats EVER. On the way back from their place I came across a garage sale where I found for my living room THE ugly lamp I've been dreaming of. I need to get a new shade for it but look, isn't it lovely? I also very nearly bought another bike...I was able to restrain myself but it was hard...it was a lovely bike...black, 60's model basket on the front, made by some british manufacturer...sigh...

I went on 2 dates this weekend. One was good, one wasn't. I hate dating.

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