I skipped out.
I decided not to do a double at work tonight. After running tons of errands to prepare for Otakon I just felt drained. It really was a last minute decision as I sat in the car at work sipping on green tea energy drink. As the clock ticked closer to 10:30 I never felt such a strong desire to go home. Maybe it's for the best as going to the con well rested probably would be a good idea. I'd hate to end up with a case of con sickness (or con crud) like some people did at Anthrocon. Oh well. I guess I'll work on packing some non-essential stuff tonight and finish up my costumes tomorrow.
Now for something random. My dog has a habit of finding new ways to gross me out. Today I discovered a long wad of undigested grass. I only wish that I had pull it out of her mouth. This afternoon before work, I let the dog out to do her business. When I let her back in I couldn't help but notice a bit of dog poo hanging out of her ass. I let her back outside and waited, maybe she wasn't done going to the bathroom yet. When I saw that it wasn't coming out I went out with trash bag over my hand. I tried to swat it away but it wouldn't move. Next I grabbed her by the tail with my free hand and seized the offending material. I ended up pulling out a long, long piece of crap covered grass (much to my disgust and shock). I was shocked because the backyard (which is really a driveway) doesn't have any grass and she wasn't let out in the front yard. Did Jo-Jo end up eating some weeds or is she cleverly supplying herself with grass? She seems to be fine and rather content, maybe it was just some kind of fluke. A warm and disgusting fluke. Like that time six years ago when she threw up a steaming hot pile of grass in my bed-- while I was in the bed.
Finally, who throws a pool party at 11pm for their young kids? As if people don't need to sleep or don't want any peace and quiet at this hour. I'm so tempted to call in a disturbance of the peace to the police.
Now for something random. My dog has a habit of finding new ways to gross me out. Today I discovered a long wad of undigested grass. I only wish that I had pull it out of her mouth. This afternoon before work, I let the dog out to do her business. When I let her back in I couldn't help but notice a bit of dog poo hanging out of her ass. I let her back outside and waited, maybe she wasn't done going to the bathroom yet. When I saw that it wasn't coming out I went out with trash bag over my hand. I tried to swat it away but it wouldn't move. Next I grabbed her by the tail with my free hand and seized the offending material. I ended up pulling out a long, long piece of crap covered grass (much to my disgust and shock). I was shocked because the backyard (which is really a driveway) doesn't have any grass and she wasn't let out in the front yard. Did Jo-Jo end up eating some weeds or is she cleverly supplying herself with grass? She seems to be fine and rather content, maybe it was just some kind of fluke. A warm and disgusting fluke. Like that time six years ago when she threw up a steaming hot pile of grass in my bed-- while I was in the bed.
Finally, who throws a pool party at 11pm for their young kids? As if people don't need to sleep or don't want any peace and quiet at this hour. I'm so tempted to call in a disturbance of the peace to the police.