kicking my ass.

zithromax is serious shit.

(it's a "five days for a full course" antibiotic)

*sigh*

nikita the cat is next to me, sitting on the second shelf of a bookcase. she just projectile vomited onto the floor.

i just don't care.

i hate being sick. i'm getting better, and i'll probably be up to dealing with work tomorrow. but bleah.

oh, now bonaparte the small cat is scratching at the floor, clearly aware that something needs to be covered, but not quite sure what to cover it with or what to do.

cleaner.

okay. i cleaned up the cat horkage. stupid fucking cats.