Far be it for me to be a bitch *rolls eyes*, but get this…
I’ve been sick and haven’t been answering calls. So, when I can, I get back to people telling them to text or email me because my chest – no, not my boobies – makes it really difficult to talk.
After which, I inevitably get phone calls from people asking me how I am because they’re worried and shit.
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WTF, people! Are you mental? What part of not being able to talk and breathe at the same time don’t you friggin’ get?!
*mutterdumbarsesmutter*
Kris + Books = Good. *Sometimes*. 
Oh hon. Haven't those drugs kicked in yet? People are dumb.
Mojo that you feel lots better read soon and are enjoying your new bed.
Hope you feel better soon.
Poor you :(.
MY FIF is aimed at my cat.
6 weeks ago the cat got in a fight, got bitten on the side of her face. The bite got infected which meant a trip to the vet to lance the abscess. She hasn't been able to leave the friggin thing alone so for the past few weeks I've been dithering about taking her back to the vet as she's washed all her fur away on the side of her face and keeps opening up the wound.
Yesterday, just as I was going to work, I noticed that her face was swollen again. When I got back from work the disgusting lump thing had burst all over my bed covers (gross). Took her to the vet all contrite about not bringing her sooner and the vet told me that the first wound had healed just fine and this was a different cat bite caused by her fighting with the neighbourhood cats again. This bloody animal has cost me nearly £150 in two months all because she refuses to back down from a confrontation.
Grrrrrrrr!!!!
Oh, Kris, too bad! Sleep! Lots of extra sleep and chicken soup! Put some jalapeno peopper into the soup to open up your sinuses. I hope you feel better soon. 🙂
Jenre, that sounds like one tough cat!
Tam: Stupid drugs. *pouts* Nice bed *grins*
Richelle, do you do house calls?? Granted it will take you over 24 hours to get here, but still…
Jen: Holy Crap, Elliot is one tough – albeit expensive – girl cat.
Val, I hope I feel less sorry for myself soon too. 🙂 Sleep sounds sooo good. Perhaps going back to bed with a book is in order. 😉
You just take care of yourself. We can find our own cookies for a while, just like the Girl Scouts we are.
Jen, I would expect that of Kris's cats–not yours!
😉
Aww, hope you feel better real soon. Sorry about the dummies still calling you 🙂
My FIF rant:
Decided to take 2 extra days off this week to have a nice relaxing 4 days off. Miscalculated the dates and the grandkids are here this week instead of at their Dad's.
On top of that, Alex has strep throat and both of them have a bad cold.
No relaxation for me, instead it's doctor appointment, pharmacy, force them to take meds, coughs, sneezes, snotty 2 year old….
fab vac, NOT!! 😀
K Z: Is there such a thing as being damned by faint sympathy??
Lily: Dear God. No, not my or anyone's idea of a good vacation. Poor you. Hope the grandkids get better soon.
BRB. Going to call you to ask how you are.
And my FIF is directed at the Commonwealth Bank. But when isn't it ever?
Ha. Ha. You are so funny. ROFL.
Banks, telephone companies, car people, tech support. They are all-the-time on the FIF.
if only your boobies were to blame!
Boobs can be the cause of so many problems.
Are you taking Nyquil? That stuff will knock you out!
“Boobs can be the cause of so many problems.”
Word.
I also want some Nyquil now.
You poor little chook. I hope you're feeling better soon.
When the people call to talk to you do you ask them if they're mental? That might stop the phone calls right there. Btw – what's your phone number? 🙂
I have no FIF at the moment but it's only 8:58am so there's still time.
Jenre – ewww that's disgusting. You poor thing.
Tracy: You don't think that would be rude?? Ok, will try that next. And, no, no phone number for you, smart arse.
Kris – I hope you're feeling better soon!
Jenre – eventually, the neighbourhood cats will sort out their rank and things will settle 🙂
(((Sean))) Because dealing with banks is no fun!
My FIF is still directed at the executors of a family member's estate who still aren't communicating with me. Because why would I want my stress levels to decrease by sorting this all out? I'm having too much fun watching my stomach eat itself!
*remembers to breathe*
Thanks, hun, and so sorry to hear what you are going through. That is always a majorly sucky position to be in so I really feel for you. Take care of yourself, lovie, cos you matter to a lot of us. 🙂