This morning I got a call from my mom at 7:30. That's usually the time I wake up for work, but Friday's are a little different. Anyway, this is how it went:

Me: Hey Mom

Mom: Your cats have tape worms.

(some screaming and a few tears later)

Me: How? What? How do you know that? Have you been here?

Mom: Fleas cause tape worms in cats, and at the stage of fleas you have there, they have tape worms.

About a month ago I discovered that my cats have that shit...fleas. So, I bought Frontline, vacuumed the crap out of my apartment, then hibernated at T's for a little while. I've kept on top of it, but the situation has gotten out of hand. I don't know what to do!!

Mom will come over this weekend and help me. I want to vomit. I want to burn everything I have in there. I also want to drop off the cats in a field and flee (haha) my apartment in the middle of the night.

THIS is why I can't have kids.