so i finally got a new apartment!!! yay!!! it's downtown on the 12th story! it makes me happy
my job's going awesome still. i seem to be progressing in the ranks quite nicely
in other news, i'm dogsitting for 10 days... and me not being a dog person, it's gonna suck. but, if we take good care of her, we get a new futon! woohoo!
*squish*
my job's going awesome still. i seem to be progressing in the ranks quite nicely
in other news, i'm dogsitting for 10 days... and me not being a dog person, it's gonna suck. but, if we take good care of her, we get a new futon! woohoo!
*squish*
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I used to have a cat when I was younger, he died few years back at the ripe old age of 19. He was an old bugger but I loved him As for dogs... I remember being 11 years old delivering the Leader Post. 7 am, walking along minding my own business I get chased down the street by 2 huge dogs (almost bigger than I was). I get pinned at a garage door to some house, with one dog standing on the carbarking while the other slowly walked around. The fucking owner of the house was watching all this and I was sitting there screaming for help. He closes the blinds and doesn't do a damn thing! I end off having to beat the dogs away with the papers and such. Got bitten a few timesand scrapped up pretty bad. But I scared them off. Never liked the damn things since then, dunno why