There are four units on this side of the building. There is one entry for all of us to use. This entry has a door on it, presumably to keep out hot and cold air, rain, snow and bugs. It therefore defeats the purpose of a door being there when you prop it open. Why do you leave it open? Because you are lazy and instead of actually walking your dog on a leash, you just open your apartment door and let it run down the stairs and out the entryway, pooping all over the lawn that WE ALL HAVE TO SHARE and YOU not picking it up. Now, I just think you leave the door open to annoy the others here, because you prop it open when YOU AREN'T EVEN HOME.
Because you leave the stupid door open, whenever it rains my carpet gets wet. The water seeps under my door and soaks the carpet all around. Why can't you come down and close the door when it's raining? I just don't get it. And why the hell leave it open during cold ass weather? My orchids, which were on a table at least 2 feet from the door, got bud drop because of the 34 degree air that was coming in. Maybe I'm a bitch for complaining, but I'm the one who has to deal with your lazy ass stupidity. I got bugs all in my apartment last summer because you left the stupid door open and the light in the entry is constantly on. I can't monitor the door 24/7 just to make sure and close it every time you prop it open. Never mind that we were nice and actually gave your car battery a boost before. I think you just like to taunt me.
You are a complete bitch.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Hey, I'm not a drain.
So, I finally got a job! After months of trying and getting no responses, Friday morning I applied at Toys R Us and they called me that afternoon for an interview Monday morning. Monday morning interview, hired on the spot. Orientation Friday, first day Saturday. Whuh. I'm excited, terrified and nervous. But I work in a freakin' toy store. How awesome is that? I'm so happy!!! No more worrying about rent, food or vet bills. *happy danse*
Oh yeah, vet bills. So I moved up here in June, well, about mid-July, we noticed a cat hanging around outside the apartment. The upstairs neighbors were leaving dog food and water out for him, but he was still a skinny, sad little thing. He was really friendly too, which led me to believe that he had been abandoned by someone in the complex. Anyway, I told my pumpkin "I want this cat." and we started bringing him in and giving him kitty cat food. Long story short, I got this stray cat here, and he's the sweetest, snuggliest, adorabliest cat I have ever had. He is totally okay with being picked up, slung over a shoulder and being cuddled to death. His name is Dusty Rhodes, because he's seen hard times.
Aaaannnyway. Initial vet bills were kinda crappy (really crappy, actually), since he was pretty anemic when we got him. He also had some infections and needed to be neutered. It adds up. After we got him all squared away shot-wise and neuter-wise, we had a blissful month of a happy healthy boy cat who wanted to play all the time and who the other cat was learning to tolerate. Then he started acting funny. Drinking lots of water, flooding the litterbox. We took him to the vet at the end of August and learned that he had diabeetus. So my kitty had to go on insulin. He was up to two units of insulin a day, until one day in late October. I had to take him in for a blood glucose check (which I could have done at home, but eh.) Another long story short, my cat had super low BG. He's been off insulin for about 2 weeks now, and his BG is still really low. I attribute that to the canned food that we feed him. Dry food is not at all good for kitty cats, and I wish more people would realize that. Anyway, my cat is in remission, I have a job, my boyfriend is adorable and life is good right now. Oh and I also have a shipment of Urban Decay makeup in the mail. :D
Oh yeah, vet bills. So I moved up here in June, well, about mid-July, we noticed a cat hanging around outside the apartment. The upstairs neighbors were leaving dog food and water out for him, but he was still a skinny, sad little thing. He was really friendly too, which led me to believe that he had been abandoned by someone in the complex. Anyway, I told my pumpkin "I want this cat." and we started bringing him in and giving him kitty cat food. Long story short, I got this stray cat here, and he's the sweetest, snuggliest, adorabliest cat I have ever had. He is totally okay with being picked up, slung over a shoulder and being cuddled to death. His name is Dusty Rhodes, because he's seen hard times.
Aaaannnyway. Initial vet bills were kinda crappy (really crappy, actually), since he was pretty anemic when we got him. He also had some infections and needed to be neutered. It adds up. After we got him all squared away shot-wise and neuter-wise, we had a blissful month of a happy healthy boy cat who wanted to play all the time and who the other cat was learning to tolerate. Then he started acting funny. Drinking lots of water, flooding the litterbox. We took him to the vet at the end of August and learned that he had diabeetus. So my kitty had to go on insulin. He was up to two units of insulin a day, until one day in late October. I had to take him in for a blood glucose check (which I could have done at home, but eh.) Another long story short, my cat had super low BG. He's been off insulin for about 2 weeks now, and his BG is still really low. I attribute that to the canned food that we feed him. Dry food is not at all good for kitty cats, and I wish more people would realize that. Anyway, my cat is in remission, I have a job, my boyfriend is adorable and life is good right now. Oh and I also have a shipment of Urban Decay makeup in the mail. :D
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