I can has Xanax?

My sky has fallen. My world has come undone. The outlook is not good. Everything's gone all pants. Motherfucker.

I'm being glib, but I'm also serious (and an enigma!). I got wholloped with blergh today: a coworker (and friend) is leaving for another job and Phlyd (see picture) is going to need some expensive tests and x-rays and medicine and shit.

Only two (you say)? Yeah, well. Two big ones. Two blerghs that will ruin the rest of my year.

And what is it that has the potential to cause my forseeable future to suck ass? It's this: The coworker is literally leaving at the worst possible time. We have the summer associates coming in soon, and they need training. We are rolling out a shitload of new software that takes time to install and even more time to train. We only have 5 people total in our department (including the boss) and our brains and our will are already stretched to the breaking point. I can see nothing but pain for the rest of the year. Even if we find someone to take her place (and it takes this place ages to get through the hiring process), it takes a good six months to get someone up to speed.

And about that cat. While the $350 vet visit showed us that he is still going strong, considering he's 17 years old, there is enough wrong with him that they'd really like us to come in, he and I, for 3 more x-rays, a blood test and a biopsy of the cyst he has on his neck. It's probably not cancer, they say of the smudges on his x-ray and the lump just below his chin, but we really should check, just in case.

And that's gonna cost. The $350 only got one x-ray and some expert diagnoses. This one is going to deplete our already anemic bank account. We've got over $2000 in taxes to pay (not to mention the back taxes that I just can't bring myself to go over here), but I wouldn't be able to live with myself if Phlyd collapses from something these tests could have found and fixed.

But Jesus, we are going to be in so much debt.

I meant to write an entry about how we saw Gene Simmons in Whistler. It seemed like a good topic for blogging when it happened, but now it's been two weeks and I've got crappier fish to fry.

And yes, he is really that creepy in person.