Snow Day!
Even though I really really really can't afford not to work, I accepted my boss's offer of the day off when only a dozen dogs showed up for daycare because of the snow. I have a 3-day weekend since I'm always off Sundays and I took off Tuesday for Brian's roommate's debut at the DC Improv.

I'm going to see Sooya tomorrow!! :) :) And she's making me peanut butter cookies and asparagus! :)

Boi-oi-oing!
Damn it! My rent check (overdue for January) is going to bounce. And my ex-boyfriend bounced a check to me. And the bank fucked up and tried to take the money back out of the wrong account, where there is no money and then charged me for being overdrawn. More fuck-ups by others that cost me. And when I call the people who fucked up, they are unreachable or just completely unwilling to help. I hate everyone.

At Least I Don't Have This
Holy crap! Stolen from MSN.com link to News of the Weird:
Free-lance writer Jean Lund (her pen name), 51, disclosed to the Boston Globe for a November story that she suffers from Persistent Sexual Arousal Syndrome (perpetually on the verge of orgasm) and hopes that her revelation will help people understand how uncomfortable the condition is. According to Lund and others, the arousal is much different than sexual desire and in fact is not satiated by orgasm. Suspected causes are chemical imbalances, seizures and irregular blood flow. "It's just a horror," said a 71-year-old sufferer; it "never stops, it never lets up." [Boston Globe, 11-11-03]

Part 2
Wow. Those kids can't sing. So how can they justify the attitude???
Anyway, that attempt to move out didn't stick. So I did it again 2 1/2 weeks ago. It sucks.
What else has happened in the last month and a half? A whole lot of suck. I'm burning out at work, I'm miserable from fighting with Brian, I've been financially screwed WAY too many times by fuck-ups at three of my credit cards, the post office, the salon, AND AT&T wireless!!! Destroying my bank account and credit. And NO APOLOGY!!! And 3 of the problems still aren't fixed!!! ARGH!!! And I got a huge speeding ticket I can't afford. And a certain friend borrowed a credit card and maxed it over the limit. Not a small limit. So I am a very very happy camper.
At least I have my health? Not really. Don't ask. Too many problems to list. I'm too busy to take care of myself. It's stupid.
Hmmm... there's a commercial on the radio recruiting Hooters Girls. Good money ... I could get a miracle bra (maybe wear 3 at once) ... Nah.
At least I get to play with puppies every day. And when I finally see my family I'm happier.
I think the girls at work are going to go out and get rowdy this weekend. That could be just what the doctor ordered.

I'm Baaaaaaack (sort of)
I've been computerless and still am, so it's been tough to blog. Working 10 hours a day 6 days a week makes it tough too.
I just found this picture on the not-yet-launched new web site for Happy Tails Dog Spa (where I put in those insane hours being deafened by barking and mauled by dogs). That would be me escorting models Cagney and Folley, Cairn terriers, down the runway at the Happy Tails fashion show last fall.
Klondyke, why can't your parents kick the bucket already so I can have you! ;) (see one of my very first posts about Klondyke and his trust fund being willed to me.)
I'll be back to blog more after I pick up the dinner bowls from the boarding dogs. Oh and watch American Idol. Just to mock the bad singers who audition. Really.