Screw the rules. I let him sleep with me last night. He was quiet, he was a good boy, and he let me know when he had to go outside. It was better for both of us.

I finally got sleep. Yay.

I sit here, my puppy downstairs whining. Me feeling terrible. But he has to get used to being left alone. He has to sleep. I have to sleep. I cannot let him sleep with me every night. It is not good in the long run. I have to be a jerk, and I hate it. I feel as miserable as he does. But I can't give in. I have to leave him. I know he ( Read more... )

My entries are so infrequent here i wonder if anyone even reads it anymore. Well, only three people did anyway. I am in a bit of a depression right now. Trying to write myself out of it. I have made some major changes in my life. I am getting a new job, and I just got a puppy. He is a lot of work. I finally got him to sleep for a while, but ( Read more... )

Turned in my notice at County Market today. Working for Coke for less money and fewer hours. Basically accepted the job based on potential. Gonna be tough. Time to leap without a net ( Read more... )

I muse on the meaning of things. On the meaning of love and the meaning of hate. The power of life comes from the passion of our hearts and souls. The power, when pure, leads us to deeds and actions of love and honor. No...not pure...nothing is pure. Our power and hearts as humans are tainted. Tainted by fear. Fear guides our every waking ( Read more... )

I really need to update this more often. It certainly isn't for lack of ideas. I have tons. Just...lazy...perhaps. Need inspiration.

There was a time
I did not know you,
Your life had not touched mine.

Neither broken heart
Nor joyful moment
Was shared between our lives.

And yet upon
The day I met you
Our hearts did beat in time.

One and same
Born of clay
We shared in aeons by.

Our lives have been
For all things
Prelude to this time.

Another cat died today. 3 in four months. This sucks. All three were old...but still...it sucks. Was gonna set up a memorial here, but this miserable journal won't let me post pictures without paying. Jackasses.

Doing well. Stitches out today. Back to work next Monday. Not nearly as bad as originally thought. Should only be 3-4 week recovery instead of 6-8. Some good news.

Now I just need a new job. ;)

Doing well. Sore and stiff, but the surgery went well. Now the rehabilitation begins. Likely worse than the surgery. Until later.