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Oh, for crap’s sake.

Where do I start?  First off, I overslept last night, and not only did I not find out if I was right about the naked mole rats, but I missed the next question.  Grr.  I guess that will teach me to take a nap so that I can play a trivia game at 2 a.m. after I have been at work all day (and have to be back early in the morning on Sunday).  Pfft.  So I went to sleep at about 10 to 11-ish, woke up at 3:40, got pissed off at myself, and went back to sleep.  So I will have to pick the contest back up on Tuesday, which puts me behind a day.  Pfft.

In addition, today as I am leaving for my lunch break, I see…more Squooshables.  Three.  About a month to a month and a half old.  Two black tuxedo Squooshables and one grey tuxedo Squooshable.  

This is all my fault.  

I should have tried harder to get the momcat, damn it.  So now I have three kittens to get and a momcat.  I do not know how I am going to pull this off, especially with a final due on the tenth (yes, 10 November; that prof wants to take the back-end of this class easy and leave early this term…I love him; he’s a riot).  

So one of my projects for tomorrow after my meetings is to find someone to help me round up Momcat & Co.; I hope to find someone—ideally a group or something—by tomorrow.  I just cannot do it by myself and get them all.  I lost two out of Squoosh’s litter and could not get the momcat, so we have seen how badly *I* can screw things up.  

Sigh.

So on my lunch break, I instead went and bought Iams kitten chow.  I swear to god, I did not know about them, or I would have done this all along.  I feel so horrible now.  Momcat did not *look* pregnant.  A couple of times I had wondered, but I did not see her get bigger.  I guess if she only has three, then that means that I lost some.  I am not going to let that eat away at me.  I will just work on saving these three.  And Momcat.  This is no life for her.  She will not let me within three feet of her, but…I will figure something out.

Crapmuffin.

I left a HUGE pile of Iams for them, and I will keep doing it now that I know where they are—though hopefully I will not *have* to for more than a day or so.  I hope.  They are so cute!  And Momcat is pretty, too.  Antisocial, but pretty.  She is a tuxedo cat too, with white whiskers and antennae.  My Squooshable is all shiny black, with a stub of a tail, and black whiskers.  :-)  

And he barfed again today.  This time, it was a wad of hair—his and mine.  I think he is chewing on my hairbrushes.  Or doing something.  Argh.  IF I ever have children, I am going to ship them off to kidlet boot camp between the ages of two and eight.  I can’t take this Terrible Twos stuff.  I know barfing in cats is not like barfing in people, but still I worry, especially since he is starting to do it a lot.  Dr Vet has said that, ultimately, as long as it comes out one end or the other, everything is fine.  So I know that I *shouldn’t* worry, but I do anyway.  I always get scared when I throw up; I have no idea why, but it really scares me, and I would hate to think of Squooshable being scared if it maybe scares him, also.  

And then, to top it all off, I get my period today—after my gyn appointment was rescheduled for this Thursday.  It’s not that it is *that* big a deal, but the last two times I’ve been pap’d, it has been during.  He says it is not monumentally important, but I am not sure.  I mean, I trust him, but…I do not know.  I think he said that doing it during is more likely to result in a false positive for evil crap, but I am not sure.  I don’t know.  Grr.

But one good thing is that the trivia chat that I normally play in was called on accounta (on accounta the host didn’t show), and so I found a different one that I actually think that I like better.  Though I don’t know if I can leave my regular one, ‘cos I would feel guilty.  Or maybe the times would still work out; I would have to check.  

Ok, off to sleep so that tomorrow I can go battle…well, everything.