Say Anything.

My dog got attacked by another dog this morning. We took him to the vet and they cleaned him up but didn't give him any stitches. It's huge two gouges. Through all the layers of skin. I feel so bad :(

oh the poor baby!!! just give him lots and lots of love, it'll make him feel better

Hope the puppers gets better soon!




I just found a tenspot folded up in a receipt in my desk drawer! Woot!

I think he's doing better. He doesn't want to play very much right now but that's ok he needs to get better.

Gotta love finding money you forgot you had :) I found $13 in the washer woowoo.

Finding money is always a good thing. It means more Poser items!!! hehe

i had a deal with my ex hubby - any money found in the wash was mine. He just shrugged it off til I found the 50 he'd left in there!! After that he started checking his own damn pockets before tossing them inthe laundry!

I just moved from an (empty besides me) 3 person cube area to an individual cube. I am now surrounded by desk space and 6ft "walls" all alone! wheeeeee

WOOT - Individual space is a good thing!

office person: "Mileron we need you to find a monitor that you've never seen and didn't know we owned. It's in an unmarked beat up old box."


Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight.

LMAO

Walking 2 miles on Vicodin is hilarious especially when it requires crossing route 18. Teaches me to take my med's before I'm positive my parents won't call because the nieces broke another piece of computer equipment.

got my 3rd tat this weekend.... and might have the 4th before the end of the month...

Pictures of tattoo!

pictures please!! =D

Just 1 more month to go and I'll have another bill's balance paid off!!! The paying for getting out of debt sucks but is SO rewarding. Got a few left to go now, but one step closer! *weary sigh*

I don't have any yet - just got it yesterday. But as soon as I do, I will post them!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMM...candy corn!!!!

To my Microsoft Trackball Optical.


You and your kin have served me well. I wish I'd had the foresight to buy four of you when I saw you for sale in Best Buy for twenty bucks, and I'm sorry I brought five of your kin to the trash can.
eBay might be my only hope, but not as expensive as that one idiot. (65 bucks for reconditioned? no thanks)
You were the most comfortable pointing device I've ever used. Thank you for saving my poor wrist, at my height of EQ Bard-dom.

Let. Me. Fuck. It. Up.

I don't care if you have 40+ years sewing experience more than I do. Thanks for your suggestion, I'll take it into consideration, but don't tell me to change what I'm doing.

Let me fuck it up.

You've not created a costume with unique objects hanging from it like this. So what if they look weird, they're supposed to. It's a costume, not a business suit.

Let me fuck it up.

When I ask you if "x" will work when attempting "y" don't give me "a" and "g". I just wanted x to confirm my thoughts.

Make it a suggestion, and not a command. "If you try it this way" sounds so much better than "no you're doing it wrong, give it here".

Let me fuck it up. If I do, I've learned something, and having you stand over my shoulder is only making me wish I hadn't told you dick about what I'm doing.

So step off, and let me fuck it up.

or how bout

"DO IT YOUR FUCKING SELF"

My dog doesn't know where to poop.

Mike spent his holiday on Monday building a fence that separates the patio from the backyard. This is in preparation for winter here in Alaska where we'll get at least 4 feet of snow in our backyard and ultimately poopcicles in the spring. You see, Shadow poops and pees in the back yard and as it snows during the winter, it disappears only to reappear as...a poopcicle.

So to my astonishment, Mike borrowed Jello's husband's circular saw (I now refer to him as Nancy Kerrigan, another story I'll get to at a later date) and I thought for sure it would sit in the garage all winter. He built the fence. It is a very beautiful fence, I'm very proud of him. Anyway, today we put Shadow outside but much to our dismay...there was no poop.

Shadow can practically poop on command. If she goes outside, she's pooping. 6 or 7 times in one day...POOP. So when I get home today, I peek outside at the patio. Nothing. Not even a pee wet spot. Mike and Catherine get home.

'Did she poop?'
'Nope.'
'Really?'
'Really, really.'
Mike looks at Shadow. 'Shadow. Go poop.'
'I tried that.'
'And?'
'She didn't poop.'

So we asked her a couple times, 'Potty?!' and she happily pranced to the door but upon opening the door to the backyard, Shadow saw the fence and became confused.

Hour 12. Still no poop.