Could you walk into an animal hospital with a straight face and say, "Hi, I'm here to pick up Mr. Big Peter?"
Sad, i say. just sad.
It's worse than 'Woody' Long, a terrier that came in a few weeks ago ...
I was supposed to hang out with
Both of us have tomorrow of, so after therapy we can go do something fun. Assuming I can find anything fun to do. I am so uninspired. And I don't think he likes shopping. Maybe we could go thrift store digging or something. i need new old clothes. Maybe a movie ...
I'm still trying to get someone to cover for me at work so i can take a vacation ... i don't know what i'll do if i can't get it.
i'll just work, i guess.
I haven't even had time to knit lately. how sad is that?
after a bit of fussing with it, my computer is a little less jacked up. however, it still sucks. I need to bribe
Anyone remember Travis, my loser friend, living in Missouri with "714" tattooed on the back of his neck? He was the one who got in a fight with my neighbors at my birthday party a while back. I guess he's coming back to California in a few months. He's one of those friends who i can deal with for limited times every now and then ... so it'll be nice to see him. Maybe I'll use that as an excuse to have a party.