keep it dark (snidegrrl) wrote,
keep it dark

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grumpy gus

I have no idea where I come up with these stupid little phrases. I think it must be my parents' fault somehow.

I spent most of the night tonight in a ridiculous, uncalled-for funk. I promised myself that I would see how tomorrow night went before I got bent out of shape. But getting bent out of shape initially meant that I couldn't un-funk all night. I'm starting to perk up right now knowing that I have less than 2 hours to go before my weekend starts... I'm kind of struggling between glass-half-full and glass-half-empty. I really do wish I could afford to go to grad school for a million years and make my doctoral thesis about just how much seeing the glass as half full has to do with chemicals.

I went to the SPCA volunteer orientation; I can see how even 4 hours every friday could be a little daunting. First of all, I picked a shelter relatively far away from me, not for any really GOOD reason, but because they seemed the most organized and kind when I spoke with them. I am intimidated by mixing the antibiotics for the cats, and by the concept of pilling them, but I was relieved to find out I won't have to administer any shots. They all seemed to be real sweeties, and I know it will be heartbreaking to have to cage them up at the end of our playtime. But at least I can help socialize them some; I mean, yeah. Sigh. At least I know they don't anesthetize... and I hope I don't come out of the experience pro-putting-cats-to-sleep.

Here's to... something. Uh, really strong coffee, yeah, that's it.
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