I’m very impressed. Not just “sex for 30 hours,” but “tantric sex.”

I’d brag too, but “sex for 3 minutes” doesn’t have quite the same ring to it.

I went to write “WFH” in my calendar (”Work From Home”), and accidentally wrote “WTF.” I didn’t notice I did this for hours and had already notified people of my “WTF” time.

Appropriate, I think.

Ya know that post I left over the weekend talking about how much I love Speakeasy?? Best Buy just bought them.

I guess it’s just as well that (I’m pretty sure that) I’m moving, I certainly won’t be using speakeasy anymore.

WHY must every ISP I ever find and love end up being bought by some other evil empire? This happened to me 10 years ago with my little NYC BBS I loved too.

Best Buy. Blah.

First - a little PSA:

I LOVE MY ISP. I know I pay far too much for Internet access, but it’s very fast, and very reliable. My connection was down when I got home from NYC Friday night, and (per tivo’s attempted connections) appeared to have been down since early Friday morning. I waited until Saturday afternoon, and when it was still down, called them. The call took all of 5 minutes, I explained I had no access, I’d already rebooted my computer, router, and modem. They had me unplug the modem’s power and connection to the wall (I didn’t know why I had to unplug the wall connector, but hey, I’ll do what they say), then told me that sure enough, they couldn’t get to the network out by me, something was down. A ticket was filed, and I was told someone was going to manually reboot the system - if everything wasn’t working again in two hours to call again.

45 minutes later, all was peachy again.

Speakeasy - I pay way too much for you, but it really is worth every penny.

Now…Henry. I brought her home from the kitty hospital on Saturday (after spending a small fortune on her treatment for the last few days), along with antibiotics, an IV kit (yeah, back to that again), and special kidney-diet wet and dry food. All of her blood work was back to within normal range, though, so it was time for her to come home.

She’s better than she was when I brought her in, without a doubt, but she’s also clearly still off. She’ll drink water if she sees me get it directly from the faucet, but she won’t eat much of anything. She’s also still letting out a very sad sounding ‘meow’ - not as bad as it was last Tuesday - it’s hard to hear. And her balance is off, she’s fallen down trying to jump up to the sink a few times now, but she cleared the couch successfully last night…Saturday she fell over when she tried that.

Every minute with Henry from here on out is pretty much just extra time that I need to really appreciate. She’s not fully coming back from this, she’s ten years old, has been in renal failure (with only one kidney!) for four, and has always been living on somewhat borrowed time - her blood work four years ago certainly didn’t suggest that she’d live this long.

I’m gonna have to call the vet if she’s still not eating by this afternoon, but I’m hoping I can convince her to eat before then (I’m working from home today so I can keep an eye on her). I’m also keeping a very close eye on the litterbox, which is just funny, I feel like a dope getting all excited when I see her go in there.

She’s being way snuggly, though, which is nice…I’m doing all I can do, just keeping her as comfy and happy as I can as I wait to see what happens next.

Henry’s in end-stage renal failure, and is “not doing well.” The vet wants to keep her on the IV’s for at least a few days - see if she can get her numbers back into a more reasonable level. Right now her blood work is just a mess.

The vet said that I may be able to take Henry home Saturday afternoon. When I asked if I would be taking Henry home at all, she said we just need to wait and see.

I did know this day was coming…it’s just really hard to accept the fact that it’s probably here. I’ve just been baking a lot - I couldn’t work for shit today - so instead I baked. Rolls, cookies, brownies…I think I’m gonna test out another cookie recipe in a sec. I can’t sit still, and I can always bring this stuff in to work tomorrow.

I changed my travel plans - I’m now going up to NY Thursday night, coming back Friday, no long weekend in NY, and I’m missing half the conference. It’ll all be worth it if I can bring Henry home Saturday, though.

This morning, I stayed home from work, and took Henry into the vet at the earliest time I could get. She was lethargic, dehydrated, had been letting out this little teeny “meow” for the last few days (not her usual ear-piercing howls), and for a skinny cat…getting skinnier. I brought her in, I figured this was the renal failure rearing its ugly head.

They’re actually not sure what’s going on. She has an infection in her mouth, which could have caused a bunch of stuff. She’s hypothermic, and indeedy, has lost more weight. And, just in case the vet couldn’t see how she wasn’t moving, she proved it by falling off the table, and not moving an INCH when they took her temperature.

This really could be it. It may not be - she may just have an infection and be just fine after. She STILL hasn’t shown any of the major later-stage signs of renal failure. But it could be just the same…she’s been in renal failure for three years now. She’s done amazingly well. I just have never, ever seen her like she was this morning.

The doctor’s supposed to call with the blood test results later this afternoon, and I’m just scared of what she’s going to say. If this is how sick Henry has become, and she’s not going to get better from the way she was this morning…that’s it.

I don’t really know what to do with myself. I have conference calls I’m supposed to be on, but I can’t really sit still or think straight. I’ve been cleaning. I guess I have more to clean, I can always start in on my closets. At least this is me being productive.

I just loaded up ICQ for the first time in yeaaaars. This was the second IM client I ever used (Pow Wow was the first), but the first one I really had a huge friends list on…and two logins. ICQ’s always had every feature a girl could want, and, of course, still does.

I think it’s funny that I jumped clients as my friends did (or my employment did)…to Y!M, to AIM, now Y!M’s even keeping me on MSN Messenger all the time (which I hate). I never run ICQ.

There isn’t much logic behind what things we use, is there? ipod vs zune, ICQ vs AIM, PC vs mac. I think I could make an argument that the zune, mac, and ICQ are all superior products, but I dont’ use a one. We use whatever we like, or whatever our friends use. If I was logical, I never would have stopped using ICQ in the first place.

And I’m being too insightful for 9:30 and will shut up now.

If I ever felt bad about spending a small fortune on Henry’s pet food, I sure don’t now. Pets are dying from kidney failure (like I need another reason t worry about her kidneys), and now Menu Foods has issued a total recall of their products. Not that they know WHY this happened, they just know it did, and think it happened to wet food only. Fortunately, none of the brands I feed Henry are on the list, and I don’t feed her wet food (she doesn’t like it, go fig).

Anyone with a pet should check the recall lists, just to be sure. The cat list is here, dogs here.

It’s enough thinking about contaminated food and people. Now our pets?? Creepy.

LA and back in less than 48 hours is exhausting. I learned a very good lesson, though - I will NEVER take a red-eye again unless it’s direct. I had a four hour layover in Las Vegas on the way back, and while that was sorta nice in that I FINALLY made it to Vegas (after American Airlines canceled my entire trip for Jeanine’s birthday), it also meant that I got on a plane at 11pm PST, and landed at 6am EST. That’s about four hours in the air. Normally I get at least a few hours of sleep on a red-eye, but with the shortened flight time, I think I only slept for maybe two hours.

My frustration with airlines is also increasing rapidly. Neither my flight there or back went exactly as planned (there, they rebooked me on another airline, back my original flight was delayed enough that I was going to miss my connection), and the idea of not having to travel quite as much as I currently do is becoming more and more appealing.

I worked yesterday. I was loopy, and probably sounded dead to anyone who had the unfortunate need to have to talk to me on the phone (I warned them all before speaking with them), but I was also weirdly productive. I ended up starting..and finishing…a project I’d expected to spend all weekend on. But it was one of those things that since the moment it was handed to me my head was spinning with ideas - even so far as I know I fell asleep on the plane thinking about it. Once I sat down to start it, I couldn’t stop, I just had to get everything done. I had fun.

Next weekend I’m in NYC - I’m flying up on Wednesday night for the BlogHer Business Conference. I’m speaking on the second day keynote panel (Friday), and then spending the weekend at my parents. Saturday I’m seeing J (yay - finally), then back home bright and early Monday morning (pause while I book the cat sitter).

Soo, while I really want to be horribly lazy today, I kinda need to get stuff done since I won’t be around next weekend. I’ll just be partially lazy.

I hate Excel, Powerpoint, and trying to get the two to work together. One of my managers back at Y! was an excel wiz, and ever since then it’s just been very intimidating to use. I mean..I know what I can do, but I also know what SHE can do, and it’s like we’re using different programs.

And I make ugly presentations. I just can’t get with the pretty. I do try, though.

Excel and powerpoint. A necessary evil.

Just like outlook. Just like windows. Don’t like it, but don’t have a choice but to use it.

Hmm. I’m seeing a connection here…did someone mention the word “monopoly?” I’d never say that…naw.

Just sayin.