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Wet tail is something as a longtime hamster owner I truly hate. I have all the medicines on the market and several given to me by my longtime Vet but still, sometimes they just don't help. That was the case today with my four year old female hamster, GGO, or Great Gerbster Onizuka to say her full name.
Don't ask. I have a habit of naming my pets weird ass things. It's too complicated to explain the why of that name. Hell, my other hamster's name is Mr. Puffpuffs.
Well... that's sort of self explanatory, I think. He's really puffy. And he's a boy so hence the Mr portion of his name. I guess a better example would be my lovebirds. The girl, who's 21, is named Muffy and the boy who is a spry 19 is named Moo.
Can't explain those two. I just got Moo back from the vet, he apparently chewed up something metal and it was giving him a slow type of metal poisoning making him develop temporary vertigo which kept him from flying. Which as a bird pretty much sucks ass. That's what he does. He flies. Anyway, unlike GGO, he should be fine as I have a regimine of meds to give him and he's already bouncing around his house like a crazy man.
I had the day off from my retail hell to meet with the folks at Sanford Brown about taking their Paralegal Certification course and it went amazingly well. Apparently the guy in charge of the St. Louis program for them is our former mayor Clarence Harmon who, imho, is the shite. Plus I met with the Dean about transferring all my previous credits from my BFA in Web Design which also prompted him to mention a teaching position open for their Intro to Computers course.
Which is... hrm... how to be nice? Fuck it. I guess it's basically a class on computers for those at the Anna Nicole Smith mentally challenged level. But if I get the job my tuiton is reduced by a huge amount and I get a third income for paying the bills.
Jeebus. Three jobs.
Other than that not much went on. I'm waiting for Van's lazy butt to appear at my apartment so we can watch Margaret Cho: Revolution on dvd. Ahhh. I love Margaret. I think the best part of the show is when she's randomly shouting out lines in an imitation of a guy she saw working outside Bangkok sex shows trying to get people to come inside and see their shows.
"Pussy strong enough for man but made for woman!"
The entire performance was brilliant in its witty crude charm. I appreciate a woman who is sexually honest like Margaret is. It's rather sexy. Though many find it appalling.
Further on the Van front I think I have a good portion of the lesbians in town irked at me because of her lacking ability of shooting people down. Now I have two "girlfriends". Oi. I am the false vision of an open lesbian relationship. What I find really funny is Suzanna loves it. She starts giggling madly when I bring up that people think we're whores now. lol.
Eh... to explain that simply... my friend Van is the example of lovely butch lesbian hotness who drives a pimp classic Vulcan motorcycle, that I sold her mind you, isn't all that good at shooting people down. Usually when we're out with friends she is safely insulated because 90% of her friends base are obnoxious bastards who will scare off the unwanted.
Poor girl went out by herself and got ensnared by a chick who's name escapes me right now but I KNOW starts with a J.
Ehhhh... maybe. Who knows.
So this chick is a bit too friendly and pushy but Van ends up agreeing to go out to dinner with her that night with a group of mutual people they know. About an hour before the dinner she calls telling Van all the people dropped out for dinner. That now it's just them.
Hell no.
Van called me because when she was describing the chick to me she sounded vaguely like a psycho who dated my ex-gf Pip. Thus Suzanna and I ended up going to this dinner with Van. We get there and it is the psycho who dated my ex. At this point came the plan I think Suzanna concoted which was basically lie our asses off and say I'm dating them both. When I brought up this was an amusing but ultimately lame plan I got this...
"Do as your told, you kept lesbian!" To quoth Suzanna.
To make a short story shorter the psycho chick who's name escapes me and probably always will now loathes me. But that's not anything new. With that typed I'm now going to attempt to work on my Maggie/Kendall All My Children fanfic.
Don't ask. I have a habit of naming my pets weird ass things. It's too complicated to explain the why of that name. Hell, my other hamster's name is Mr. Puffpuffs.
Well... that's sort of self explanatory, I think. He's really puffy. And he's a boy so hence the Mr portion of his name. I guess a better example would be my lovebirds. The girl, who's 21, is named Muffy and the boy who is a spry 19 is named Moo.
Can't explain those two. I just got Moo back from the vet, he apparently chewed up something metal and it was giving him a slow type of metal poisoning making him develop temporary vertigo which kept him from flying. Which as a bird pretty much sucks ass. That's what he does. He flies. Anyway, unlike GGO, he should be fine as I have a regimine of meds to give him and he's already bouncing around his house like a crazy man.
I had the day off from my retail hell to meet with the folks at Sanford Brown about taking their Paralegal Certification course and it went amazingly well. Apparently the guy in charge of the St. Louis program for them is our former mayor Clarence Harmon who, imho, is the shite. Plus I met with the Dean about transferring all my previous credits from my BFA in Web Design which also prompted him to mention a teaching position open for their Intro to Computers course.
Which is... hrm... how to be nice? Fuck it. I guess it's basically a class on computers for those at the Anna Nicole Smith mentally challenged level. But if I get the job my tuiton is reduced by a huge amount and I get a third income for paying the bills.
Jeebus. Three jobs.
Other than that not much went on. I'm waiting for Van's lazy butt to appear at my apartment so we can watch Margaret Cho: Revolution on dvd. Ahhh. I love Margaret. I think the best part of the show is when she's randomly shouting out lines in an imitation of a guy she saw working outside Bangkok sex shows trying to get people to come inside and see their shows.
"Pussy strong enough for man but made for woman!"
The entire performance was brilliant in its witty crude charm. I appreciate a woman who is sexually honest like Margaret is. It's rather sexy. Though many find it appalling.
Further on the Van front I think I have a good portion of the lesbians in town irked at me because of her lacking ability of shooting people down. Now I have two "girlfriends". Oi. I am the false vision of an open lesbian relationship. What I find really funny is Suzanna loves it. She starts giggling madly when I bring up that people think we're whores now. lol.
Eh... to explain that simply... my friend Van is the example of lovely butch lesbian hotness who drives a pimp classic Vulcan motorcycle, that I sold her mind you, isn't all that good at shooting people down. Usually when we're out with friends she is safely insulated because 90% of her friends base are obnoxious bastards who will scare off the unwanted.
Poor girl went out by herself and got ensnared by a chick who's name escapes me right now but I KNOW starts with a J.
Ehhhh... maybe. Who knows.
So this chick is a bit too friendly and pushy but Van ends up agreeing to go out to dinner with her that night with a group of mutual people they know. About an hour before the dinner she calls telling Van all the people dropped out for dinner. That now it's just them.
Hell no.
Van called me because when she was describing the chick to me she sounded vaguely like a psycho who dated my ex-gf Pip. Thus Suzanna and I ended up going to this dinner with Van. We get there and it is the psycho who dated my ex. At this point came the plan I think Suzanna concoted which was basically lie our asses off and say I'm dating them both. When I brought up this was an amusing but ultimately lame plan I got this...
"Do as your told, you kept lesbian!" To quoth Suzanna.
To make a short story shorter the psycho chick who's name escapes me and probably always will now loathes me. But that's not anything new. With that typed I'm now going to attempt to work on my Maggie/Kendall All My Children fanfic.
