I’ve been in a shitty mood today.  Sort of woke up that way really. I feel a little like Zoiberg from Futurama when he was all swollen with male jelly and generally being a jerk to everyone.  Not that I’m filled with male jelly, or a man like crab being. But still.  My iTrip broke on Thursday.  Since they don’t even MAKE the iPod mini I got (about 2 years mind you) I went to Ebay to find one. I got it for a steal - less than 13 bucks including shipping. They say they ship next day, but seeing as Thanksgiving is Thursday I’m not sure when it’ll get here. That fact does help the shitty mood.  The fact that I’ve been volunteered to work (pretty much for free) with yet another client on Thursday, does not.  It’s a pattern, and I’m about |-| close to end of my patience rope.  My kitten boy (who’ll be 2 in Jan) took a chunk out of my finger today.  He REALLY wanted my fucking oatmeal I guess.  It hurt.  It’s ugly, but at least I’m not having an allergic reaction to the band aid.

p.s.  If you’re offended that I say Happy Holidays (or some other fucked up version of Xmahanakwanzika) instead of Merry Christmas - that’s YOUR problem. Not mine! K, thanks, bye! ;-)