Finally got my tax return - two and a half grand. First thing I did was stuff a months worth into both the bill and rent kittys, then strongarm torasin
into coming to Southland with me because dammit, I promised
him a new TV waaaay back when before this shit went down, and it was one I intended to keep. Poor bastard deserves a treat after this shitfest. Not too bad, 32" TEAC LCD for $500. With a built in blu-ray player. And Cris finally fucking paid me.
Just got back from the vet - Misha's definitely a she, definitely unfixed and was not chipped. (I'd been checking posters and vets and pounds and no one's been looking for her.) She is now chipped, has been de-wormed, de-flea'd, de-aids-ed has a purple collar (with a black tag with mine and CJ's mobile numbers coming soon in the mail) and will be getting her girly parts scrooched in a month when she gets her secondary FIV shot.
I know cats land on their feet, but this is ridiculous :P