"Seeing the sunrise over the sea of Japan? Priceless. Plus, in space, I had plenty of time to rub one out. Which is great, but after a while it feels a little like living in a snowglobe." - Family Guy
So last night my sister came over and we had some blended drinks with probably too much vodka in them, and my roommate ended up projectile vomitting all over the bathroom, which I then had to clean up, while tending to her shaking form. It was so delightful. Just kidding. I felt like a boring "mother hen", who spent the whole night taking care of other people who had too much vodka, while never getting to finish my own drink, since I was instead cleaning up puke, refreshing cold compresses, and filling cups with water. I realized that I would probably hate picking up after and caring for a kid like that, so it's a good thing I don't have one (and probably never will, since my attractiveness level is at absolute zero right now). And then, they just wanted to go to sleep, so I kept them up for an hour to monitor them and then went to bed. All in all, we were in bed by midnight. And then slept till 10 - well, the kittens pawed at the door at 7 am, so we let them in and Phoenix curled up on my chest to sleep for another three hours until we all got up at 10.
I then called the clinic where I work and made sure it was okay if I came in to get my stitches taken out. They said it was, so I quickly got dressed and made my way down there. My lovely coworkers took the stiches out and I bought some cat food for the boys, then my mom came to get me and we all went down to Courtenay to do a little shopping. After we got home I helped my mom put away her groceries and then she took me home. Now I'm just sitting here, watching Family Guy, and writing this slowly progressing blog entry. I hope the new Sensitivity food I bought for the boys will do well for them.
-sigh- I guess that's all for now. I don't know what else to say, really. :/
