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Have been without my pooter for the last two weeks while we did some work on the house (gardening, new paint job on the house, new carpeting, more fucking Spring cleaning than you can shake a stick at, etc etc) -- goddamn, we finished this morning and I still can't feel my hands. The blisters, how they sting =( Still, shit got done ... so good times all around.
Babysat Bri's new puppy for the last week, a really sweet 12 week old Boston terrier/pug mix named Rocco. He fits in both my hands, he's a little cock-eyed, and the tip of his tongue always hangs out (he totally looks like Gir from Invader Zim ... hee). A box of assorted cuteness, is teh Rocco.
Now, off I go to troll around Craig's List and find my ass a job. I've got apps at about a dozen places and I'm getting ansty. Hopefully something will turn up soon ... for the love of all things holy, please don't make me resort to K-Mart. Again. Sigh.
Babysat Bri's new puppy for the last week, a really sweet 12 week old Boston terrier/pug mix named Rocco. He fits in both my hands, he's a little cock-eyed, and the tip of his tongue always hangs out (he totally looks like Gir from Invader Zim ... hee). A box of assorted cuteness, is teh Rocco.
Now, off I go to troll around Craig's List and find my ass a job. I've got apps at about a dozen places and I'm getting ansty. Hopefully something will turn up soon ... for the love of all things holy, please don't make me resort to K-Mart. Again. Sigh.