Best day ever!!!!

I woke up to inches of water all over the floor to my apartment. Lovely. Some neighbors water heater burst and flooded my unit. So I took my clothes and makeup and got dressed at work. My saving grace was that I would get some coffee in me. Starbucks line was freakishly long. Got to work and had 4 empty coffee pots awaiting me. Each pot had a teaspoon worth of coffee in it. I drank them all. 4 great sips. I don't know how to make coffee which is why I usually sell my soul to the Starbucks devils. Anyways, had a long, not magical day at work. I've been really sick - vomiting a lot. can't keep anything down. Super did a good job at the blue crab in between bouts of vomiting and waves of pain. Went to the emergency room after work. Threw up on my best coat. It's my favorite and I don't think that It will be making a recovery. I will always think that it smells funny. Long story short. Severe dehydration, and a festive ulcer. I guess that was the gift that work gave me. I'm bitter. The pain pills are nice. I'm feeling very calm.
And I think Jada Pinkett Smith the cat that I hated ran away. I'm okay with that.

Applesauce and Peanut butter

I hate my cat. Rather passionately right now. I, for some reason, like to name my cat after popular African American entertainers. I had one named Hallie Berry - she was lovely. She had a bit of a drinking problem - quite the alcoholic - but it made me feel better about me, b/c she had issues. Next was Whitney Houston. After 4 hours, she was renamed "Crack Whitney Houston". She was anorexic and also had issues. I liked these cats. They were strong African American Women - cats. They did not need me - we were cool but they were into their independence. Isn't that why single people get pets?
Onto present day. My current feline's name is Jada Pinkett Smith. She's a rock star. Kinda skittish and angry. I'm hoping she'll put it into a theraputic song and get over it. She meows. Loudly. A lot. Doesn't need anything. At 4 in the morning. When I have worked several 12 to 14 hour days. Hostile does not begin to describe at the very core of my being, how I feel. It's intense. The words "shaken baby syndrome" and "get the gun", come to mind.
A brillant mind has recommended giving her peanut butter or apple sauce. Peanut butter keeps them occupied. Trainers use applesauce to train cats. I'll let you know.....

It's been a while

I know I haven't posted since last year (makes it seem like it's been a long time). I felt like I should n 't (for integrity reasons), post about work. I have come to realize that work is all I do and therefore have nothing to talk about b/c all I do is work. Seriously, you guys don't want to hear posts about my cat or how I did laundry. This is sad! So when I get a real life, I will post again. Promise.