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What th--a JOURNAL!?
18 years ago
Yep. I'm doing a journal. And why? Why now, instead of before, when you had all sorts of stuff done with your life, Clef?
Because it's three AM, and my cat just pooped in the sink.
See, my mother was washing the dogs one day, and was doing so in the bathtub/shower. The problem is, a little plastic bit that keeps the glass privacy doors from swinging free in their little tracks had gone missing, and our puppy stuck his head in between these doors due to this. It slipped out, and shattered, thankfully with little damage done to the living people involved. The door, of course, was totalled, so we had to have it replaced.
The problem with this is that the door wouldn't be replaced for some time, due to having weird dimensions on the frames for the door. As such, when the guy came about to install the doors, he found that we didn't have the right stuff, had to go make new frames, yadda yadda yadda.
Well, see, the first time Mr. Door guy came, we removed our cat's litter box from the bathroom. We never replaced it, and he stayed inside tonight.
And because he had no litterbox, he went for the next best thing.
Thankfully, he's been eating mice, so it wasn't all gooey or nasty. Didn't even leave streaks in the sink. Just picked it up with some paper towels, tossed it in a garbage bag, tied that up, sprayed Febreze, and rinsed out the sink.
Now, whatever you're eating is probably going to be left on you desk for a while while you try to get rid of that mental image. In any case, that's the interesting thing that's happened to /me/ tonight.
HAVE FUN, KIDDIES
Because it's three AM, and my cat just pooped in the sink.
See, my mother was washing the dogs one day, and was doing so in the bathtub/shower. The problem is, a little plastic bit that keeps the glass privacy doors from swinging free in their little tracks had gone missing, and our puppy stuck his head in between these doors due to this. It slipped out, and shattered, thankfully with little damage done to the living people involved. The door, of course, was totalled, so we had to have it replaced.
The problem with this is that the door wouldn't be replaced for some time, due to having weird dimensions on the frames for the door. As such, when the guy came about to install the doors, he found that we didn't have the right stuff, had to go make new frames, yadda yadda yadda.
Well, see, the first time Mr. Door guy came, we removed our cat's litter box from the bathroom. We never replaced it, and he stayed inside tonight.
And because he had no litterbox, he went for the next best thing.
Thankfully, he's been eating mice, so it wasn't all gooey or nasty. Didn't even leave streaks in the sink. Just picked it up with some paper towels, tossed it in a garbage bag, tied that up, sprayed Febreze, and rinsed out the sink.
Now, whatever you're eating is probably going to be left on you desk for a while while you try to get rid of that mental image. In any case, that's the interesting thing that's happened to /me/ tonight.
HAVE FUN, KIDDIES
