fucking dogs, fucking laundromat, fucking bullshit, fuckfuckfuckda;fsdlkfj
Dogs peed on my bed. I didn't notice until I climbed into it last night. So I stripped my bed and tossed the covers on the floor, and Yogi, Ronni's parents' dog that we're looking after while they're on a roadtrip, peed on my comforter for good measure. I guess he wasn't let outside for the evening with the others. Fucking sucks.
So I got up at 9 this morning to let Yogi outside so he wouldn't have to pee on dad's spare blankets, and went to the laundromat with my comforter since it won't fit in our own washer. Wasted a bunch of money on machines that just ate my quarters, cuz laundromats fucking suck.
Went to the comic shop 3 hours later, only to find that the new shipment for the week hadn't arrived yet, probably cuz of the sucky rain. Again, fucking sucks.
So I come home and put my other sheets & blankets in the wash. I still got a lot of laundry to do besides, but I think I'll just do the bedding & towels today.
Aaaaaaaand Yogi just vomited. ....twice.
Yogi's a really good boy, I love him to death! But he's got some problems 8/
Edit: Oh lounge jazz, I missed you. <3
So I got up at 9 this morning to let Yogi outside so he wouldn't have to pee on dad's spare blankets, and went to the laundromat with my comforter since it won't fit in our own washer. Wasted a bunch of money on machines that just ate my quarters, cuz laundromats fucking suck.
Went to the comic shop 3 hours later, only to find that the new shipment for the week hadn't arrived yet, probably cuz of the sucky rain. Again, fucking sucks.
So I come home and put my other sheets & blankets in the wash. I still got a lot of laundry to do besides, but I think I'll just do the bedding & towels today.
Aaaaaaaand Yogi just vomited. ....twice.
Yogi's a really good boy, I love him to death! But he's got some problems 8/
Edit: Oh lounge jazz, I missed you. <3