Really?

So I pooped and I'm not going to die...yet.  Good news indeed.

But, I have to say that life is a little shitty right now. *drum roll, cymbal crash*

I've had a series of unfortunate events lately.  It all started with my trip to NY during which my luggage was stolen and I lost some nice clothes, a camera, and an innocent monkey who I'm sure did not want to spend the rest of his life fighting against coalition forces with Osama Bin Laden and his posse.

Then, I get sick.  I have the stomach bug from hell...diarrhea, cramping, fever, and a generally ill disposition. The cats hated me for a week.

After that, one of said cats gets a bad case of cystitis and he has to go in to see the extortionist...er...vet.  Bitch was not cheap.  The vet, I mean.  I'm glad it wasn't anything serious but every morning after that has been a delightful one trying to get this kittie kujo to take his meds.  He's a biter. 

Then, my intestines decide to take go on strike.  Ugh...we're still in negotiation.

AND FINALLY, my car has started smoking out it's ass end when I drive it.  I'm pretty sure it's something minor that my mechanic can fix for a reasonable price (at least that's my sincere hope) but I'm gonna have to bike it until it's fixed which is a real pain in the ass in this weather...

So, I'm going to bitch about it on here and you're gonna take it...take it bitches.  Take it.

Okay then.  Much better now.  No more complaining.  Done.  Don't laugh.  I'm serious.

Blogging can be so liberating sometimes.  Here's something I found on Christian Nightmares that me feel a little better today.  Watch it and laugh, my sweet sisters.  BAAA!!