My cat has fleas! And also, kitty acne. My fourteen year old cat has acne. And fleas. So the $49 visit to the vet turned into the $225 visit to the vet. At least this is supposed to fix my poor little kitty, so I am sure she is pretty excited about that.
Fleas are pretty yucky. Just so you know.
I also find it intriguing that the most interesting thing I have to talk about right now is my cat. My poor sad little itchy kitty. Meow!
Summary of other news:
--HOORAH for The Kate, Californian Edition, moving to crazy-exciting The NYC!
--HOORAH for The Kate, Chinese Edition, moving to New York soon!
--My play (Twelfth Night) started this weekend! We had a show on Saturday and then on Sunday it was canceled due to rain that never happened. But there are more shows next weekend, so that will be lovely.
--My interview was remarkably easy and I should find out something on Wednesday.
--I applied to be the assistant to the Food Editor at Vogue magazine! I bet you do not need me to tell you that I would saw off my feet if it meant I could do that job, instead of another stint as brain-sucked HTML guy. Cross your fingers for me, would you?