Charlie Bit Me

So...the other night, I spent ages and ages combing burrs out of Charlie's fur. He didn't like it...he really didn't like it. Now, usually when I comb him out, there's some growling on his part. Basically it's grumbling that lets me know he doesn't like what I'm doing. This time, however...he was super matted and despite my best efforts to not inflict any pain, there was a fair amount of tugging and hair pulling. And...the little fucker bit me.

He felt bad about it right away, and hung his head and everything...But...Charlie bit me. It was shocking. And slightly funny. Because I'm weird, and I maybe think a bit too much about our relationship, I couldn't get over the whole "Charlie bit me" thing...and it made me think of this video on Youtube that I saw a while back.

Bad Blogger: Revisited...

Gah...this whole living a real life thing is really eating into my computer time. Between family and school stuff and cooking and cleaning and unpacking, I'm down to just a few hours a day on my computer, and since most of my favorite people live in the internet, that really bums me out.

School starts for me on Monday...I'm excited and nervous and hoping that nothing derails the semester. I won't bore you with the details, but I'm sure to be bringing you humorous anecdotes about the morons who inhabit online courses and their complete disregard for the rules of grammar...or, you know...you'll hear about it on your nightly news when I lose my shit and start shooting from the tallest building in town...which is, like, three whole stories tall...

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

So, remember that post where I was all zen and happy and shit...yeah...I ran out of time and gas money and didn't get to the pharmacy to pick up my meds and today has been such a fucking roller coaster it's ridiculous. Woke up happy, got sad, got happy, felt serene for about five minutes, then got irritated. My mind has been hopping from subject to subject without actually finishing a single thought. I've been grumpy and teary since the midget went to bed.

I watched an episode of Whale Wars and then half an episode of Pit Boss, and when I started sobbing and cuddling my dogs and trying to figure out how to justify adopting a pit bull, I said...Um...Fuck this...and turned off the television and turned on my iPod and did dishes and some more unpacking and cleaning. I've since taken a sleeping pill and am now trying to shut my brain down with mindless facebook games.

However, while listening to my iPod and singing (screaming) really badly, I decided I really, really wanted to share this song with you, gentle reader. I think if I could just play this on an internal loop 24/7 I'd be so much easier to withstand...