escape yourself and gravity

Warning: This post contains ranting and bad language fueled by two glasses of bourbon.  Really damn good bourbon.

Seriously, there were actually peopled saddened by the cancellation of Criminal Minds: Stupid Bullshit?  Color me astonished.  As for me, I got an email from my best friend this morning, subject line "Hahahahahahahaha!" and message text, "Suspect Behavior got cancelled!  Hahahahaha!"  So that pretty much sums up my feelings.

And yes, I did actually watch it tonight.  And it sucked even worse than I remembered.  I thought Forrest Whitacker was a good actor?  I mean, I liked him in Last King of Scotland.  What happened, did he get aphasia since that movie?  Coop's dialogue was comprised of entirely obvious statements and had...all...these...ridiculous...pauses...in it.  Like that would make him more profound sounding?  Um, no.  Kick Coop to the curb and give me my Hotch.

Speaking of which, GIVE THOMAS GIBSON A FUCKING CONTRACT ALREADY, YOU DOUCHEBAGS!  File this under CBS sucks.

( Spoilers for CM Finale )

Merlin kitty is still feeling very bad.  He's not eating much and not drinking at all that I can tell.  It doesn't help that I couldn't remember what a CC was last night when I gave him his first dose of antibiotics, so I didn't give him enough.  But he's been very listless and limp all evening, and he has peed in two places that aren't his litterbox, which is 100% not his style.  He'll poop where-the-fuck-ever these days, but he's only ONCE peed in an inappropriate place, and that was intentional when he was seriously ticked at me for some reason.  I think I'd been gone for a few days.  Anyway, he's incredibly miserable, and I am still not convinced that the end is not approaching.  I'm alternating being at peace with that if it happens and being heartbroken over it.

:/  It might seem petty (not to mention hypocritical after all the F-bombs I've dropped already), but if you pray, please pray for my cat.  I am childfree by choice, and he is my baby boy as much as anyone will ever be.  I'm not one of those people who thinks that my cat should be treated like a human child by other people, but I definitely treat him that way, and I'm once again reminded of just how fucking hard it is to be a mom.

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In other news, I stopped at the nearest liquor store to see if they had bourbon. I don't usually stop there, because the guy is on the sex offender registry and frankly creeps me out a little, not to mention they used to have porn DVDs right on the counter by the cash register. But this time I was still waffling when I went through D'ton, so I didn't stop at the D'ton liquor store, and I didn't want to go all the way to T'town. So I stopped in C, and asked what they had in the way of bourbon. And the guy offered me Jim Beam and Jack Daniels. I don't like Jim Beam, and Jack is Tennessee whiskey, NOT bourbon. *snort* So I'll have to make do without.