I'm A Leprachaun!
That's what my St. Patrick's Day button said yesterday. I didn't even know it WAS St. Patrick's Day until Boss-Lady/Momma gave me my button for work. She always hands out little gifts to the girls in accounting for holidays. It helps keep the unpleasant experience of having to be at work a little more tolerable (and, actually, it works).
My entries from yesterday already relay the self-loathing to Bosco-loving day that I had yesterday, mostly...
My night was a little more interesting. I had gotten a "bored out of my skull" call from Rache before I left work, so I jollied home, changed, got gas, got our money orders for Red & my licenses, and went to harass Rache at work. She was bored and Weezer, this girl I knew in high school, was begging me to get her to go out and have fun. Rache was resistant, using the gym as an excuse to cop out, but really we all knew she was just going home to Carlos to pretend that they're still in a relationship. We, here at the "Rache Is A Crazy, Codependent Psycho, But We Love Her Forever Institute" vetoed that idea, and I told her that if I did not hear from her when she got off of work I was going to go to her house and drag her out to have fun with me... by her hair if necessary. Normally such threats fall on deaf ears... my threat to throw Carlos and Jacoda in the same room if she failed to acknowledge that she has a duty to see me once in a while was much more effective, really. You see, while she loves Carlos, she's infatuated with Jacoda, which is understandable because he's like the best dogs... totally doofy but adorable.
We later picked up Jacoda (after dinner). He doesn't have a cell phone, so we had to guess when he'd hit the bus station after work. Red pegged it pretty well, actually.
So we went back to the house and Red began the process of getting Rache trashed. Our logic for this? Well, Carlos broke up with her because he said he was holding her back from doing the fun things 22 year olds do. In her devastated state, after the break up, I convinced her that he'll take her back once he's sure she's done all she wants to do. Now, I don't actually believe that. I believe that he's a skeeze who wants to bang other women and live off this one (since he's still living with her), but who am I to judge? Anyway, since that was his reasoning, so our logic was that if she's not going out and having the good time he wants her to have, then he's not going to take her back as soon. So coming out and getting totally trashed with me is a stepping stone toward getting her love back. That's the messed up sort of logistics that I often have to use on my friends. They're either fragile or think they're cunning to hell... Neither is less annoying to deal with.
After we'd picked up Jacoda, booze, etc, we came home and a little blond shitzu ran up to me. The collar said Lucky and the number was disconnected. I took her inside, because we have a fox in the neighborhood and I didn't want the poor thing to get killed, but she didn't seem to get on with the dogs, and I don't think she lives with a cat, so... I had to take her outside and tell her to go home. Which she wouldn't do... First she stood at the front door for a while, which made me sad, but then ran off... A little while later she was at the back door... I felt so bad when I told Red to close the curtain... but I just didn't know what else to do.
I was pretty bummed because I had to go to bed at one (and because of Lucky). I have a final presentation today in class and I wanted to be awake for it. Rache, Jacoda and Mike staid up to watch a movie... and play drinking games and things. At some point Red came in and told me Lucky was back and barking. We agreed to let her stay the night and figure it out from there. So he tied her up in his game room downstairs, away from the other animals (in bed with me).
This morning I awoke to find both Rache and Jacoda asleep on the sofa, which is a talent since I have a tiny sofa. Jacoda was basically laying on her head, though... like she was just another part of the sofa... it was hilarious. I have a picture, even. Oh the blackmail I keep on that girl, for no real reason. I also found Lucky downstairs when I let the dogs out. I tried to just let her out in the backyard with my dogs, but Ky picked her up and shook her like a rag doll a couple of times, so I took Lucky to the front door, let her out and told her to go home. I didn't want to, but I'm hoping she knows where she lives. The fox won't be out till tonight, so that's plenty of time for her owners to find her, I think.
I called my mom, because she's like me and wants to help animals all the time, and she said that if Lucky comes back that we'll see if she's chipped, and if not Mom will see how she does with Mozer and Mr. Garner and we'll go from there. I was just going to take Lucky over there this morning, but I know I'd want someone to let Keagan or Kyrie go since they know their way home, so that's what I did. If she comes back... that'll be fun.
Anyways, that's my night... it could have been better... I wish I hadn't had to get up early... but it wasn't bad.
I'm supposed to go clothes shopping with Red today, but now he wants to bring Jacoda along to the dispensary, so I'm not so sure. I don't want to take Jacoda shopping. I might just bring them back here and go out alone. I was REALLY looking forward to this, but I don't want Jacoda there if we're going to do it. I told Red, and he's probably going to pick Jacoda over shopping with me... so whatever. I'll go alone at some point.
Also tonight we're supposedly having dinner with Robbie & Lydia at 5, have a Comedy Works show (Henry Cho) at 730 and I'm meeting Nyrion (that's his name, for real) at Paris, since I just wanted to go to Paris tonight... I haven't seen it since the remodel. It's going to be busy, which is why I'm enjoying this down time before the presentation. Ugh...
I really wish Red wouldn't overbook us like that... It's going to get tight between dinner and Comedy Works.
I also wish that sometimes he was more like Mike than Red... I love Mikey... Not to say I don't love Red too, but I like Mikey better.
My entries from yesterday already relay the self-loathing to Bosco-loving day that I had yesterday, mostly...
My night was a little more interesting. I had gotten a "bored out of my skull" call from Rache before I left work, so I jollied home, changed, got gas, got our money orders for Red & my licenses, and went to harass Rache at work. She was bored and Weezer, this girl I knew in high school, was begging me to get her to go out and have fun. Rache was resistant, using the gym as an excuse to cop out, but really we all knew she was just going home to Carlos to pretend that they're still in a relationship. We, here at the "Rache Is A Crazy, Codependent Psycho, But We Love Her Forever Institute" vetoed that idea, and I told her that if I did not hear from her when she got off of work I was going to go to her house and drag her out to have fun with me... by her hair if necessary. Normally such threats fall on deaf ears... my threat to throw Carlos and Jacoda in the same room if she failed to acknowledge that she has a duty to see me once in a while was much more effective, really. You see, while she loves Carlos, she's infatuated with Jacoda, which is understandable because he's like the best dogs... totally doofy but adorable.
We later picked up Jacoda (after dinner). He doesn't have a cell phone, so we had to guess when he'd hit the bus station after work. Red pegged it pretty well, actually.
So we went back to the house and Red began the process of getting Rache trashed. Our logic for this? Well, Carlos broke up with her because he said he was holding her back from doing the fun things 22 year olds do. In her devastated state, after the break up, I convinced her that he'll take her back once he's sure she's done all she wants to do. Now, I don't actually believe that. I believe that he's a skeeze who wants to bang other women and live off this one (since he's still living with her), but who am I to judge? Anyway, since that was his reasoning, so our logic was that if she's not going out and having the good time he wants her to have, then he's not going to take her back as soon. So coming out and getting totally trashed with me is a stepping stone toward getting her love back. That's the messed up sort of logistics that I often have to use on my friends. They're either fragile or think they're cunning to hell... Neither is less annoying to deal with.
After we'd picked up Jacoda, booze, etc, we came home and a little blond shitzu ran up to me. The collar said Lucky and the number was disconnected. I took her inside, because we have a fox in the neighborhood and I didn't want the poor thing to get killed, but she didn't seem to get on with the dogs, and I don't think she lives with a cat, so... I had to take her outside and tell her to go home. Which she wouldn't do... First she stood at the front door for a while, which made me sad, but then ran off... A little while later she was at the back door... I felt so bad when I told Red to close the curtain... but I just didn't know what else to do.
I was pretty bummed because I had to go to bed at one (and because of Lucky). I have a final presentation today in class and I wanted to be awake for it. Rache, Jacoda and Mike staid up to watch a movie... and play drinking games and things. At some point Red came in and told me Lucky was back and barking. We agreed to let her stay the night and figure it out from there. So he tied her up in his game room downstairs, away from the other animals (in bed with me).
This morning I awoke to find both Rache and Jacoda asleep on the sofa, which is a talent since I have a tiny sofa. Jacoda was basically laying on her head, though... like she was just another part of the sofa... it was hilarious. I have a picture, even. Oh the blackmail I keep on that girl, for no real reason. I also found Lucky downstairs when I let the dogs out. I tried to just let her out in the backyard with my dogs, but Ky picked her up and shook her like a rag doll a couple of times, so I took Lucky to the front door, let her out and told her to go home. I didn't want to, but I'm hoping she knows where she lives. The fox won't be out till tonight, so that's plenty of time for her owners to find her, I think.
I called my mom, because she's like me and wants to help animals all the time, and she said that if Lucky comes back that we'll see if she's chipped, and if not Mom will see how she does with Mozer and Mr. Garner and we'll go from there. I was just going to take Lucky over there this morning, but I know I'd want someone to let Keagan or Kyrie go since they know their way home, so that's what I did. If she comes back... that'll be fun.
Anyways, that's my night... it could have been better... I wish I hadn't had to get up early... but it wasn't bad.
I'm supposed to go clothes shopping with Red today, but now he wants to bring Jacoda along to the dispensary, so I'm not so sure. I don't want to take Jacoda shopping. I might just bring them back here and go out alone. I was REALLY looking forward to this, but I don't want Jacoda there if we're going to do it. I told Red, and he's probably going to pick Jacoda over shopping with me... so whatever. I'll go alone at some point.
Also tonight we're supposedly having dinner with Robbie & Lydia at 5, have a Comedy Works show (Henry Cho) at 730 and I'm meeting Nyrion (that's his name, for real) at Paris, since I just wanted to go to Paris tonight... I haven't seen it since the remodel. It's going to be busy, which is why I'm enjoying this down time before the presentation. Ugh...
I really wish Red wouldn't overbook us like that... It's going to get tight between dinner and Comedy Works.
I also wish that sometimes he was more like Mike than Red... I love Mikey... Not to say I don't love Red too, but I like Mikey better.