WebKittyn Warbles

The kitten is on his way back to the vet, since this new vet saw him yesterday he won't eat, he won't drink and he can't walk. He comes out of the condo and falls right over. This is the last time this vet will see him if there isn't resolution.

I've puked a mere 3 times so far today but I feel like I have a baseball in my chest. I can't breathe, I can't lie down, I can't sleep.

Gotard continues to be nasty because life is being bitchy. Of course his nasty is all directed at me, me being the evil wench who trusted him with my car for a 400 mile overnight ride.

My now-former friend I was so deeply invested in hasn't bothered to even say hey, are you ok? I shall leave a long detailed one on him as soon as I recover, talk about a HUGE mistake of character judgment on that one. I don't really mind being easy to forget or easy to get over but it bothers me that I was so completely wrong.

That said, I think I need to go puke again, that yug feeling has returned.

Matt, Rod, Tony, Danielle. Thank you again for the messages and keeping me from feeling totally cut off from life and just being friends. Thank you. I get lame when I'm sick, thanks for the support, guys.

UGH.