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In which I pass the hell out
February 6, 2007

You'll have to excuse the cursing, because I think there's going to be a lot of it in this post. What a fucking weekend. And, so far? What a fucking week.

On Friday, as I was getting ready for Shabbos, I noticed that Baby Kitty was using her litterbox... well... frequently, but nothing seemed to be happening. I took note, but was really kind of busy, so just figured maybe she was kitty-constipated or something. On Saturday morningish, I stepped outside the bedroom door to a little puddle of vomit. Baby Kitty didn't want to get off the bed, and was totally listless and not looking well. I checked the litterbox and didn't see anything suspicious (what could I be looking for?), but was obviously concerned. I decided to break Shabbos to Google her symptoms, found scary information (duh), and called up a vet to take her in. 4 hours, bloodwork, crying, and $$$ later, we said goodbye (just for the night) so she could get fluids via an IV and some antibiotics for what the vet thinks (thought?) is a kidney infection. I haven't a clue how she could have come up with something like that, but being the person I am, I was sick about it until we got her back on Sunday, all shaved-armed and vet-smelling. She's been doing well since then, but I'm still all paranoid.

Next! I'm getting settled into the new job, but being around such geeks who are way more advanced in their geekdom than I am is kind of frightening. I've been out of the swing of things for about 5 months, so it's taking some time to get the geek-brain working properly. I've found that I have these little bubbles of incredible dumbness (or forgetfulness) that I have to get through, and sometimes it makes me feel so mediocre. I don't know what would have happened if I was just freelancing longer than I did - one who is in IT really needs to keep up or be left behind. And I really don't want to be left behind.

The freetimeness of my life hasn't been improved somehow. I need to figure something out so I can better handle the incredible amount of ... stuff... I need to get done in the few hours I'm awake and at home so I'm not going to sleep at 1am and waking up at 6am for work like I have been doing and having my brain exploding/puking all over me during the day. Starting right now. BuonaNotte!