I'm fighting a losing battle...

With cat hair. It's everywhere. I can't get away from it. And no, I'm not talking about the living room being infested with cat hair from the other cats (that's a whole other story). I think Piper sheds more than is normal. I brush her and five minutes later she'll roll around and leave a pile of hair behind. I think she needs a bath to try to get rid of some of it but I'm going to try to hold out until I move (um it really pisses her off). I also need to buy a vacuum cleaner. It's on my list of things to buy but I don't really need it until I get a new loveseat so I have a while to wait on that one. Other things are on the list before that.

I had a run in with one of my roomies today. She wants me to take out the recycling. Um hello - most of it is YOUR pizza boxes and 2L pop bottles (neither of which I buy regularly). Why the fuck should I take it out? Being the passive aggressive person that I am around her (she's the one with with the anger issues and she scares me - although the last couple of times I told her off she stopped talking to me for a month - I should try it again) and due to the fact that I was half asleep, I said yes. What I should have said was "Sure, I'll do it. If you clean your fucking litter boxes more than one every 1o days because it's right beside my bathroom and I'm really sick of it smelling like cat piss." Oh if she only caught me fully awake and in a bad mood.

Only 3.5 weeks until I'm out of this freak show.