After receiving a ridiculous email this morning entitled "Did you find a man" which really? and no, and wow, shut up, it was quickly forwarded to A. Who had the same response and also offered psychological examination. But, because of that email, every email over the day had the same question, like, way to rub it in, Gmail. Finally, A called and said, "I STILL haven't found a man and I've had to think about it all day!"
The cat part is an ongoing saga of assisting in the cancer/pallitive care of the cat who lives with her ex. Every day she's pilling or IV giving or administering injections of some sort. Which is sad on many levels.
So her reality today is 1) no man and 2) giver of IV fluids to her ex-cat. Do we know how to have fun or what?
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