FRIDAYFUCKYES.
I have to work tomorrow, but working at TPS is easy. I don't stand around and try to find something to do. If there's nothing to do (or nothing I want to do) we sit and talk. No M. and J. breathing down my neck, no highschooler!J. flinging around the word "faggot" and causing me to curse myself for not threatening to give her another black eye in addition to the one she came to work with. Just me, N., the animals, and some stupid idiots to make fun of after they leave the store.
Seriously. Why does one spend the money on a fifty-gallon and then not want to shell out more than $1.50/ea. for fish? So sorry our fish are priced so high. But if you didn't want to pay that much, why did you spend $8.99 for the patented GMO GloFish? Yes, it is Dickwads Like You (tm) that are causing us to downgrade our fish department to goldfish and "algae eaters," with only a few species still carrying the banner of tropicals. It's Dickwads Like You that make us unable to carry cool fish, like many cichlids, spiny eels, or expensive plecos.
But I digress. That wasn't the point of this post. Although I don't think it had a point to begin with.
AKON IN TWO WEEKS. GOING TO THE MASON RD ALAMO DRAFTHOUSE SUNDAY WITH
stainedfeathers. It likely won't be as cool as the Austin Alamo Drafthouse, but it'll likely be a step up from the mall theater, which was the original plan.
The package I sent my mother didn't reach her in time, and will not be forwarded, so it's going to be returned. Which means I get to pay $16.00(x2). Joy. Mom was supposed to mail me a check, but she probably forgot. Which means I won't get it, no matter how many times I remind her. I'll be lucky to see even the original sixteen bucks, nevermind the cost for the return trip. She never responded to my asking for thirty bucks to get Frontline for the girls, which means they go without. Two of the cats are mine, and so I budget for them. Rudy got Frontline too, since it comes in a three-pack, but I can't buy the stuff for all three of Mom's cats. Sorry I can't afford to throw away money left and right like you do, Mom. I can barely afford the two cats that are mine. Hell, I can barely afford ME right now.
But god damn do I miss the dog. Fuck. Every now and then I see something that reminds me of her and I fucking miss that damn moose. I've missed animals before, but never like this.