Tuesday, November 07, 2006

The inalienable right to bitch...

So, I voted. Unfortunately, I live in a state where voting the way I voted is going to make absolutely no difference to the national status quo, but you know what they say. "If you don't vote, you can't complain." So, as I love to complain as much as the next guy (and often about the next guy), I always take the opportunity to vote. And I reserve the right to bitch like hell for the next two years, if necessary. I'm torn between watching election returns obsessively tonight, and finding a good movie on cable and just waking up tomorrow to see which way it shook out. We'll see...

I'm taking the kittens to my vet tonight after work. Sniff. They're at the most adorable stage--I really will miss them. But it's for the best. I'm already a moderately crazy cat lady--no denying that at this point--but I refuse to become one of those "collectors" that shows up on Animal Precinct living in my garage because the stench from from the 237 cats in my house drove me out. I refuse! Do you hear me, homeless kittens of the world? Stay away. Or I'll...I'll...I'll take you in and feed you and care for you for ONLY a few days, then find a good home for you. So there!

Spam of the Day: "We know you hate the extra pounds, the ugly look and the social stigmata attached to fat people." Yes, not social STIGMA, social STIGMATA. How does that manifest? The face of a disapproving passerby suddenly pops out in bas relief on your palms? Hee.

4 comments:

guinness girl said...

You know, I have just realized that I signed up for the wrong LizLand on bloglines. Would you believe there is another one, and it is pink and filled with poetry?

Sigh. I hate trying not to become crazy cat lady.

lizgwiz said...

Pink and poetry? Eww...maybe I should change my blog name. ;)

If I am ever afforded unlimited income and square footage in my dwelling space, I'll gladly become the craziest cat lady ever. 'Til then, I've got to be strong. (But kittens are soooo cute.)

don't call me MA'AM said...

Crazy cat lady... ahahahaaaa! You're funny.

Actually, you're kind of a kitty foster mom. And that's cool!

And I love the bad SPAM! Stigmata. HA! Apparently, if you cause people to start bleeding from their palms when you walk by, you're too overweight. HAHAHAH! I like your SPAM of the day feature!

lizgwiz said...

Yes, I've decided to embrace the spam. There's certainly no use fighting it.