Current mood:

sore

Back with it...
OK I am back in the real world today.. yesterday I was a little .. errm... off lets say.

'Yesterday'
Mum woke me at 7.30am after she had let the cats out of the shed for the night, she comes inside and says she has to take my cat 'Muffy' to the vet. Now before I go on.. Muffy is 15 years old and I have had her and her brother, 'Cuddles' since I was 7. We got them as 5 week old kittens and they werent even meant to leave their mum.. we fed them in the early hours of the morning and did all that 'mum' stuff to them. Now they are getting old :o( and eveytimg something happens Mum and myself think the worse...
So Mum comes into our bedroom and says this 'I have to take Muffy to the vet, there is something wrong with her mouth, maybe she has had a stroke or she has broken her jaw' So naturally I freak out, thinking the worse I go out and have a look at her and her mouth is like open and she has been drippling all night. She musta been so thristy and *sobs*.. poor little thing.. she was really distressed that she couldnt eat anything or drink.
So we pop her in the box and in the car, and off to the vet we go!...
7.45am the vet calls us in.. Has a look at here... I'm balling my eyes out thinking she is gonna have to be put down... and then vet looks concerned.. and says 'oh look whats happened her collar has been caught around her mouth'... WELL.. You should have seen the relief that came over Mum and me... I was like balling my eyes out cause everything was ok and I could still have my Muffy for a little bit longer *yay*.. So we got her checked out and brought her home.. and she sat infront of the heater all day like the Nanna she is and Brent went and checked on her every now and then ... and EVERYTHING IS OK!!! *breathes a sigh of relief*

I dunno what I am gonna do when she does die eventually .. I am so glad I have Moby to keep me going.. I love him so much.. little rascal!

So thats why I was all wierd yesterday..

Next *whinge ahead*... work came back from the Trade Show... dumped all the boxes, told me to empty all the stock and that they were all having today off!!... How is that so... why dnt I get the day off? Paid!? Like they all do.. Cause I am the stoopid lacky *sigh*... I am the Gofer!.. thats what I reckon anyways..
Work isnt hard.. I mean look at what I am doing now *L* But its just annoying how they make you feel uumm, small I guess is the word. Like yesterday Corey comes in and says 'Can I talk to you' and I go 'oh uh' *L*.. He then follows with 'not being personal but when your on the phone can you be all excited that the people have called and end in a high note' and all this other stuff.. and I am like.. 'huh'.. Thats so not me.. I cant be someone I am not.. I am not a person who does all that kinda 'giggley' stuff on the phone.. I am me and I am polite and help people and *sigh*...

ok that is the whinge for the moment.. *L*

Whats happening on the weekend you ask..? We have an engagement party to go to.. and I cant be bothered.. they are ace people but I just wanna be with Brent at the moment, just me and him home together with no one else.. I so miss that
During the day tomorrow I have a physio appointment cause I have fucked my neck up again *sigh* and $65.00 later hopefully I will be fixed and not have to go back for another treatment. The physio is in Chapel St so we will browse around there for a little bit then uumm *shrugs* I dunno what else...
Sunday will be a quiet day I think... Brent and Dad want to go to the Computer Swap meet.. So Mum and me might go wander off while they look at boring nerdy stuff.. *L*

umm I am pretty sure I have rambled enough.. and my shoulder is hurting..

Adios for now :o)