Thursday, February 25, 2010

$8.90, that's it!?

Ok, something is seriously wrong with our healthcare system when Karl is double covered and for a $178.00 bill, after already billing both insurance companies, our total left to pay is 169.10?! WTF! Between 2 insurance companies they paid a total of $8.90! Since I've started the rant on insurance companies I'll mention my other issue with them, birth control. Seriously, the cost of my birth control goes up every single year. $5, then $10, now $25, (that is after I meet my $300 dollar prescription deductible (that's a whole other issue) but before I get to that it is $65!). If there is one thing that I think they should pay 100% of, this is it. So what if I stop taking it because it's so expensive, would they rather cover the cost of me being pregnant and having a baby?! This planet is overpopulated as it is and we certainly don't need any more people having babies simply because birth control is too expensive! Birth control should be more readily available and affordable.
Ok, now I have to say that I am grateful to have any insurance at all because Karl always gets mad at me for being upset, when compared to some my insurance isn't so bad. It's just lame that every year I pay more for it but I get way less in coverage than the previous year. Boo on insurance companies.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Ninja


This is Ninja, Karl's kitty. He's very clear that it's his cat, even though kitty clearly loves me more. I got Karl this kitten for his 30th birthday. He had been talking for a few months about getting a kitty (a dog is waaay too much responsibility) so I surprised him on his birthday with little Ninja. Little did I know Karl still acts like a 7 year old when it comes to caring for pets. First of all Karl likes to remind me that "they always land on their feet" by constantly tossing him around. He also pulls on the kitty's tail, cuddles (more like smothers), chases and basically messes with the cat constantly. Whenever Karl's home Ninja never knows what he's in for. He will be hanging out minding his own business or even sleeping and Karl will go grab him and start playing "the claw". This is where Karl gets the cat to attack his hand and then he pins him down just to show him who's boss. It's pretty funny though because whenever Karl is playing with him or even just holding him, Ninja has "angry ears". He folds his ears all the way back when he's mad and he looks really mean. Coincidence that we only see the angry ears when Karl "plays" with him? I think not. Karl also likes to call the cat everything but his name. Things like the usual kitty or Kitty McKitterton, but he also says things like little shit head, and other various profanities. But he does say it in a baby voice so it doesn't sound bad at first and then you're like wait, what did you just call him?! Oh, and I'm the one that has to feed him, even though it's his cat.
Karl had to put him on the caribou to see what he would do. What did he do? Nothing really.
PS - thanks to my good friend and old roomie JRun for coming up with his name, even though he only answers to kitty. Oh, and later I'll have to write about the ordeal at the Humane Society while trying to adopt him.