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Category: March 2007

The lump on Lily's chest is just a chunk of fat. Nothing to worry about. The vet didn't know what to say about her bark sounding raspy. Lily wouldn't bark so she could hear or even let her look in her mouth. The vet gave me some antibiotics thinking that it might be an infection. If that doesn't clear it up, I'll take her back.

I'm taking Lily to the vet tomorrow. She's had a squishy lump on her chest ever since I got her. I have a ghost of a memory that the vet checked it once and told me not to worry about it unless it changed size or shape. But now I'm second guessing my memory. Maybe I never had the vet look at it.

She is also barking funny. She usually has a strong deep bark, but now it's weak and raspy. I don't know how they'll check that. She doesn't bark often, and I can't make her bark. Plus, she won't sit still for them to look down her throat. She is extremely nervous and wiggly at the vet's office.

I hope it's nothing.

Someone (NOT me) wrote a hot check for $1400 about a year ago. The check was not from my bank. The check did not have my address printed on it. Yet my driver's license number was written on the check.

Now a collection agency is after me, the hot check is on my credit report, and I got a message on my answering machine yesterday that an attorney will be sending the information to a local county court or something, and they will issue a subpoena. The guy who left the message told me his name (last name unintelligible), the attorney's name (last name unintelligible), directed me to call his office, yet didn't leave the telephone number. I called the number that showed up on my caller ID, and the recording said "[Unintelligible] Asset Management." Sheesh.

I've filed a police report. I've done an online dispute form for my credit report (that was a pain in the arse, and I'm not sure if it even went through--I'm going to call a human there sometime this week). I put a fraud alert on my credit reports. I've talked to the collection agency, and they were going to send me a formal letter, but it's been a couple weeks, and I still don't have a letter. I feel so helpless.

How can I be in trouble for a check I didn't write from a bank I don't have an account with? And who the hell wrote MY driver's license on the check?

On a lighter note, I found the DSW shoe store today that I couldn't find last weekend and bought 3 pairs of shoes.

I almost always have a cup of Starbucks beverage close at hand. I'll buy a drink in the morning, and sip on it all day. When I got home tonight, I was fixing the babies' dinner, and I reached for the Starbucks beverage sitting on my kitchen counter. It tasted kind of good, but not what I was expecting. I thought to myself, "Hmmmm... that's not a mocha." It tasted like cheesecake with sour cream topping. But that didn't make sense because they don't serve "Grande Cheesecake Lattes with Sour Cream." Then I realized the milk was sour. Ick. What happens when you drink sour milk? I'll be able to tell you soon.

I drove 20 miles today to shop for shoes at DSW Shoes. When I got there, the store was closed down and empty. I drove around a bit to see if it might have moved nearby. While I was waiting at a light, a guy in a tow truck on the passenger side of my car got my attention. I rolled down the window, and he asked me directions. I HATE IT when people ask me directions. No one likes to hear "I don't know." That's what I should have said, though, because I ended up giving him the wrong directions. Now I feel like an idiot.

I didn't see another shoe store, so I came home. I looked DSW up on the internets, and found that they had moved just across the highway. I wasn't up to driving the 20 miles to go back there.

I'm pretty tired of life right now. I know a lot of people have it worse than me, so that's all I'll say about that.

• I shouldn't talk about work here.
• I would think I can link to things that talk about work, though.
• My new boss mentioned in the same article as Arnold Schwarzenegger
• It's been a rough week. I think I'll spend some time this weekend catching up on sleep, buying shoes, and decluttering bulky items. It's bulky trash day on Monday!!

Last week, I got pooped on by a Cedar Waxwing. There were a whole slew of them up in a tree going crazy for some red berries (what I call Barbie Tomatoes). I was stupid to walk under the tree, but whatever. *Poop*

This week, about 50 Cedar Waxwings were found dead a little north of downtown Austin. Apparently, they ate a bunch of Barbie Tomatoes that were fermented. They got drunk and forgot how to keep warm when the temperature dropped (i.e., puff up their feathers and sit in a tree).

Then today, when I got back to work from lunch, there were a whole bunch of them pooping all over the picnic tables behind my building. They were pooping like I've never seen birds poop before!!!!

Watch out for the Cedar Waxwings.

• My redbud is beginning to bloom. Spring always gets here faster than I expect, but I'm definitely not complaining.
• There was no lunchtime mishap yesterday (or today, even). Whew. I feared it would come in threes.
• Neko Case = fantastic. I'm also enjoying Calexico. I like how they have bloggy websites.