Subject this, mah fah.
Yeah well today I stayed home so that I could work on my monologue, because I knew that I wouldn't have time to do it any other day and I figured that if I stayed home I would ACTUALLY WORK. I always SAY I will but it never happens. So I guess it was a good thing that I stayed inside on this shitty rainy day and buckled down and thought about this part and worked out all the details that needed to be worked out...but also played mwahaha.
Last night was fucking crazy. I came home and everything was fine but I guess I left the gate open and when my mom let the dogs out around 7:00 they got out and were NOWHERE TO BE FOUND. My mom and I drove all over hell looking for them and then we came back home, and then MY DAD and I went looking for them and while we were gone MAJOR CAME HOMEEEE WOOOOOOHOOOOO. But the MAGS still wasn't here. So about an hour later we get a call from some chick who found her in the road staggering home. We went and got her and she had cuts and shit all over her and her tooth went through her lip somehow. Meanwhile we got her home and everyone was soooo happy (yeah fucking right) that they started watching AMERICAN IDOL instead of fucking looking at our poor dog that was obviously badly hurt...SOOOO of course I got pissed of and started telling my parents and brother what MEAN people they were and how a STUPID FUCKING REALITY TV show is NOT anywhere near as important as a living thing's pain. So I brought all of the wounds to their attention and finally got them to take her to the vet. UGHHHH WHAT A FUCKING WONDERFUL NIGHT.
But on a better note my day home was nice and I got some major work done and my monologue kicks asssss...but I'm going to work on it some more so that it will kick more asssssss...DUECE.
Last night was fucking crazy. I came home and everything was fine but I guess I left the gate open and when my mom let the dogs out around 7:00 they got out and were NOWHERE TO BE FOUND. My mom and I drove all over hell looking for them and then we came back home, and then MY DAD and I went looking for them and while we were gone MAJOR CAME HOMEEEE WOOOOOOHOOOOO. But the MAGS still wasn't here. So about an hour later we get a call from some chick who found her in the road staggering home. We went and got her and she had cuts and shit all over her and her tooth went through her lip somehow. Meanwhile we got her home and everyone was soooo happy (yeah fucking right) that they started watching AMERICAN IDOL instead of fucking looking at our poor dog that was obviously badly hurt...SOOOO of course I got pissed of and started telling my parents and brother what MEAN people they were and how a STUPID FUCKING REALITY TV show is NOT anywhere near as important as a living thing's pain. So I brought all of the wounds to their attention and finally got them to take her to the vet. UGHHHH WHAT A FUCKING WONDERFUL NIGHT.
But on a better note my day home was nice and I got some major work done and my monologue kicks asssss...but I'm going to work on it some more so that it will kick more asssssss...DUECE.