Whew.
WELL!!
Uhm. I got my license on Friday. Yes, finally, I know. Now I don't have to tote around a licensed driver everywhere I go, or drive illegally!
Also on Friday, poor Thumbs (Josh's roomate's cat) had an injury.... He either got attacked by a dog or a sadistic kid or something.. but there's a 2 1/2 by 1 inch or so patch of -nothing- on his poor front right arm, just above his paw. You can see the bone... ick ick ick ick ick. Okay, I'm cool. Anyway, no fur, skin, muscles, blood vessels, nothing, just red bone. So sad.. poor little Thumbs. The roommate, Logan, won't do shit, and his mom, who breeds minature weiner dogs and does God knows what with the money, "can't afford" to take him to a vet. So a creature will finish him off, or he'll die of infection from his flesh rotting and whatnot, whichever comes first. He walks just about perfectly though, and still meows to be pet and for food, but eugh....
A year! On the 15th. This is very strange. Something makes me feel like I shouldn't have gotten this far in a relationship lol.. So to sum up my feelings, I'm so nervous, but I feel so loved.
Lois, happy fuckin' birthday! And a beautiful 2nd tattoo. I need your shirt size. And some day on the week of my birthday, we shall go to a bar!
Got new clothes for Fall.. I'm so stylish! Booyah.
Uhm. I got my license on Friday. Yes, finally, I know. Now I don't have to tote around a licensed driver everywhere I go, or drive illegally!
Also on Friday, poor Thumbs (Josh's roomate's cat) had an injury.... He either got attacked by a dog or a sadistic kid or something.. but there's a 2 1/2 by 1 inch or so patch of -nothing- on his poor front right arm, just above his paw. You can see the bone... ick ick ick ick ick. Okay, I'm cool. Anyway, no fur, skin, muscles, blood vessels, nothing, just red bone. So sad.. poor little Thumbs. The roommate, Logan, won't do shit, and his mom, who breeds minature weiner dogs and does God knows what with the money, "can't afford" to take him to a vet. So a creature will finish him off, or he'll die of infection from his flesh rotting and whatnot, whichever comes first. He walks just about perfectly though, and still meows to be pet and for food, but eugh....
A year! On the 15th. This is very strange. Something makes me feel like I shouldn't have gotten this far in a relationship lol.. So to sum up my feelings, I'm so nervous, but I feel so loved.
Lois, happy fuckin' birthday! And a beautiful 2nd tattoo. I need your shirt size. And some day on the week of my birthday, we shall go to a bar!
Got new clothes for Fall.. I'm so stylish! Booyah.