Jack. The Cat. Pukes.

This is a cruel and unusual world. Why? Because yesterday, when I spent the day with my mother, the stupid new cat decided it would be a good time to get sick. Very sick. Every time he woke up I had to get up, run to pick him up and put him on the hard wood floor so he could puke anywhere but the carpet.

Deb would have preffered that I stick his head in the trash can, but I’d rather wipe it off the floor. Either way, he puked like 6 times after I got home to start cleaning up after him. He only once made it to the litter box. Puke-Face.

If he’s still puking tonight he’s going to the vet. He wasn’t puking this morning. So, we’ll see.

Someone, PLEASE make the cat stop vomiting. Really, he’s gonna strip the paint off the walls. Or I’m gonna step in it. And that’s just yucky.

So, someone get JACK OFF the carpet. Heheh Jack-Off. (Yeah, we like his name. We’re ten year olds.)

Blog hiatus until I get my act together.

Probably tomorrow. Kay?

No, I’m never going to settle on one.

Sorry.

Except not really.

The title of this post is pretty self explanatory, my friends made me do this. Really. Here I am, all on my lonesome caving to peer pressure. Why did they make me do this? Because they suck. Here’s the basic deal:

Most of my friends have blogs upon which they write their daily annoyances, trivial bull-shit, entertaining things, life stories, gay drama, and actual constructive stuff too. I have a livejournal, which I never update, and don’t really care about. I’m usually either too busy, or too lazy. Pick one.

So, I was sucked into the blog black whole. In passive-aggressive retaliation, I plan on making this a blog that will annoy/bore them to tears. If done right it will be one long “southern exposure moment.”  (This is a term coined by Wicki, used to describe me explaining something that bores her to tears. We were in Ikea and I was explaining the advantages of southern exposure of plants versus northern exposure. She was almost comatose. I enjoyed this.) Since I like to cook, I’m pretty obsessive about cleaning, I love books, and I’m a walking gay pride parade, guess what the main topics will be.

Realistically? I will probably never update this again. Or I will get bored some time next week. Enjoy. I suck at code, I suck at writing, I suck at actually having/wanting something to blog about. I generally won’t care too much. IT’S JUST THE INTERNET. Did I say that? Oops.

Well, insert other crap here, I’m bored already.