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Hey, sweetie! Someday we're gonna have to build Issan's droid.

Maybe for the 5th.

Cars being paid off, cats, and stuff

So, I just sent off the cashier's check for my final car payment. Yay.

I'd originally intended to throw a kind of "Yay! My biggest drain on resources is GONE!" party, but getting unemplyed kinda killed that impulse. But, you know, great. Now my only really bad bill is rent. I mean, I'm struggling, still, but that will go away when I find a job. I've got me the latest paper; I'm going diving for employment in a second.

You might want to stop reading now; I'm going to talk about the smell that can come from owning cats. You have been warned.

I love cats, but one thing I do not love about them is cat-pee smell. And I do not think this mechanized litter box is an improvement over normal litter boxes at all. It just concentrates the smell. I mean, sure, it gets the crap out of the way, but the seal isn't very good, so you can still smell it. And it does NOTHING for the pee; just leaves it there. Even with clumping litter, it's just not going to get all of it. And it's not as if we're not emptying it regularly; I've emptied it and refreshed the litter several times in the past month. It's just not as effective as people'd have you believe.

And don't tell me it's because we have four cats, because my roommate only had two cats previous to our cohabiting, and it was just as bad then. There may, however, be something to the idea that we just need another box, so as soon as I can afford to, I'm getting me another, regular catbox, placing it somewhere else, and then making cleaning it out part of my daily routine.

There is no scent in the universe I dislike more than litterbox smell. I shall steel myself, and then go deal with the damned thing again. Blech.

Really disappointed.

I hate cults of personality.

I really hate it when someone makes a post here on LJ, or says something in the real world, someone else makes a counterpoint argument, whether well-thought-out or not, and then the first poster's friends all jump on the poor schmuck who dared to express a contrary opinion.

That's utter schoolyard bullshit, and shame on those of you who did it. There's a difference between reasoned debate and childish insults, and too many of you took the low road. It doesn't matter if poster A is your friend, engaging in such personal attacks does not speak well for you. It's the 'net equivalent of saying "Yeah, and we're gonna kick your ass if you come back, motherfucker!" Tch.

Oh, why not: The Nickname Meme

If you call me this, you are:

Michael: Just about everyone.

Darik: Someone who knows me only through a LARP and can't recall my real name. (By the by, it's pronounced DAH-rik. Don't ask me why, thunderlord gave me the name way, way back in the early days of V:TM MET.

Brother: Either Blair or Brooke, my younger cousin-sisters.

Uncle Michael: Kayla, my seven year-old Niece. Until last year it was "Unka Mahkel."

Asshole: TONS of people.