Not The Favorite

Just when you think you know someone, they shit on a towel on the bathroom floor, move the towel to cover it up and walk away like they totally didn't just shit on the floor. THEN watch you unknowingly pick up said shit towel only to have the shit fall on the floor one piece at a time like shit rain. Fuck you, cat. Fuck. You.

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• Oh, Perez Hilton. Shut the hell up. The only person that is keeping this Christina-Aguilera-Copying-Lady-Gaga thing going is YOU! I’m sick of it. I think the real problem is that you just don’t like Xtina. We get it. But a lot of us do like her so shut the hell up about it and move on!
• Gave a phone message to the new, and very french, guy at work on Monday. It said for him to call his drive home and the phone number. When I handed him the note, he asked me who it was that called, I told him I didn’t know they just said they were his drive home. He seemed a little confused and asked again who it was. I said “I can only assume you know who will be picking you up today.” And walked away. Sorry new guy, but really? Just call the damn number.
• Overheard something bothersome the other day. I won’t get into it here but it made me realize that a 15yr old boy is worth more than me on the pay scale. That was a depressing day.
• I confess. It was me. I did it. What are you gonna do about it??
• Staple cartridge 1. Jenn 0. Stupid staples.
• The cat peed on a towel on Sunday afternoon. I made faces that I think are undocumented in the whole of human history I was just that mad. With arm movements to match. I cannot even tell you how furious I was with her. She's lucky it's against the law for me to duct tape her paws to the toilet.

Labels: [Corporate Life], Rants, Trinity

I've written about Trinity being toilet trained before and many of you either don't believe me or just want to see her doing it.


Well here you go. My cat now officially hates me and is most likely plotting my death as we speak.

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My cat Trinity. Meanest, most spiteful creature there ever was. They say that black cats are by nature hard to deal with and high strung. They are soooo right. I swear she tries to burn a hole through my head by death-staring at me. When she looks at me with her furry little ears pinned back, I'm sure she's thinking "F*** you...." and "Die b****, die, die"

We have been trying to toilet-train Trinity for at least a year now. We decided that it would be healthier for everyone if we could do away with the cat litter. Our apartment is pretty tiny and one litter box is enough to stink up the whole place. We've done everything right and even used a special cat toilet-training device www.citikitty.com. It's taken a long time and I think we've hit the point where she is just going to do whatever the hell she feels like and wherever she feels like doing it. I really feel like it's now a game to her. She will pee in the toilet 99.9% of the time, she'll even do it with us in the room, while we brush our teeth or when we're giving Lauren a bath. We give her treats when we see her do it and praise her. Good little kitty...

Pooping is a whole other story. It's more like a 25% chance she'll go in the toilet and 75% she'll go in the tub or elsewhere. Most of the time we have to constantly keep just enough water in the tub to cover the bottom. Can't poop with your feet in water, now can you? At one point, she would even use the bathroom sink! Ewww. So, we would put something in it so she couldn't. She's decided lately that the bathroom floor will also do in a pinch. Seriously, if you can pee in the toilet, why the hell can't you shit in it?? Because she's spiteful and likes to watch me get pissed off. She's toying with me and damnit! I don't think it's funny! Jon wants to give the litter box back to her. I haven't given up yet.

Sigh... On a grossness scale, though. Would I rather clean cat poop out of the tub or Lauren's curious mouth?

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