I’m heartless that way. Having a pet has never been worth the amount of money their inevitable sickness is going to cost, nor is it worth them throwing up or going to the bathroom everywhere during their decline, nor are they worth FLEAS. I’m so sick of having fleas in my life. So there’s a bit of an outbreak at my house right now. The damn cat brought in fleas and I guess the flea medication my parents used to use is not really effective right now so I find fleas on my damn self every day. Now when I find them I crush them between my finger tips and then put them on my desk and burn them with my lighter until I am sure they’re dead. At which point I crush their corpses into nothing. In the time it has taken me to write this entry I have found 4 fleas on me. I’m finding more every day and I’m sick of it.