I just made an appointment to get Jasper his steroid shot. Which he gets at least every other month. The vet's office didn't want to make the appointment for Thursday because his vet doesn't work that day. a.) Jasper does not particularly like that vet (apparently Dr. Kitterman is no Dr. Sullivan) and b.) I just want a vet that can give him a shot. Which, since he's a cat and it's a subcutaneous shot, is all of them.

I wish I knew less about John and Kate than I do. But, I don't think it's my fault. I am not seeking out the information.

No matter what Apple tries to tell you, limos are expensive.

Planet Earth is absolutely fascinating, and lucky for you the Discovery Channel is replaying it.

Also? Trinny and Susannah. Trinny and Susannah!

On my list of things to check on when I move: Where is the dumpster, exactly? Because currently I have to drive to the dumpster. Sucktastic.

Best text of the week: "Bear just had his hand almost eaten by a catfish and then peed on it to neutralize the venom of his mangled hand (sic). OK... that's kind of badass."

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