sad sad sad...
Dropped Alka at the vet this morning. She's getting spayed. I handed the vet her leash, and Alka started shaking. I just wanted to grab her and run out of there. I hate it when my puppy is scared.
Came home - and went back to sleep. I was too sad to be awake.
Last night was the VNV show. I've seen 'em before, so... I don't think I'll be seeing VNV live again. It's too annoying. He talks way too much, as if it were comedy hour. I can't handle that. I came for the music, not the bit. Imperative Reaction was good, I thought -- but something seemed slightly off.
I'm baking cupcakes now. Anything to take my mind off the dog. Loaded the dishwasher, started a load of laundry (haven't done that in a long, long time), going to read a few more short stories from this book I'm suddenly obsessed about. Yesterday I finished "Dying in Bankok" a sexy and terrifying story about a blow job (essentially).
I finished all the pictures yesterday... so proud of myself. And I might be shooting in latex on Wednesday with
caesarcole before I do yet another thing to my hair.
So much to do, and just enough time.