Been trying not to spend all my time online the last few days, but I think it's just not gonna work. Since I'm still unemployed I have a lot of free time, and I do spend a lot of time looking at the want ads and reading stuff about how to get a job. But it's not that interesting and I'm very easily distracted. I did some very necessary cleaning around the apt although it's still a mess. There's not enough places for all our crap.
Now I've got a bit of a cold and with it a lovely sore throat. Tea and cough drops have become my latest diet trend. It's much better than my old sore throat diet, salt water and robotussin.
I was supposed to have 2 interviews this week, but they were both postponed.
It just kills any momentum I might have had when that happens.
Yesterday, I was out with Penny (my beagle) in the courtyard/grassy area behind my apt along with a bunch of the dog owners in the complex and their pets. Us humans were just chatting about the weather (or something equally as riveting) and the dogs were playing with each other and being happy and friendly and playful. They go out and play unleashed almost every day and often children play with them. Then, some worker from one of the local utilities walks around the corner and starts yelling that he's coming behind the apartments or something. It was hard to tell what he was saying because he was 80-100 yards away. He started yelling something about the dogs better not bother him. He continued yelling and there was something about him getting bitten by some dog or other somewhere else at some other time. Now, the dogs, who had been playing amongst themselves eventually took note of the strange man waving his arms and yelling so one of them started to bark at him. Then instead of shutting up and letting us get the dogs that he was agitating he began to yell more and tell us how he would spray something at the dogs (pepper spray or something I assume). Well, by this time my dog, who is small (a plump 25 pounds), and very cute had started howling and trying to figure out what was going on. So I had to run over and pick my dog up before this moron sprayed my dog with his little canister. Because I didn't want to have to punch his teeth in if he hurt my dog. Unfortunately, I was to busy getting my dog out of harms way to explain to the idiot just how very stupid he was.
In retrospect the fact that I didn't get to tell him off is what bothers me the most. Now he'll just go and be stupid the same way again and threated some other poor dog.
Now I've got a bit of a cold and with it a lovely sore throat. Tea and cough drops have become my latest diet trend. It's much better than my old sore throat diet, salt water and robotussin.
I was supposed to have 2 interviews this week, but they were both postponed.
It just kills any momentum I might have had when that happens.
Yesterday, I was out with Penny (my beagle) in the courtyard/grassy area behind my apt along with a bunch of the dog owners in the complex and their pets. Us humans were just chatting about the weather (or something equally as riveting) and the dogs were playing with each other and being happy and friendly and playful. They go out and play unleashed almost every day and often children play with them. Then, some worker from one of the local utilities walks around the corner and starts yelling that he's coming behind the apartments or something. It was hard to tell what he was saying because he was 80-100 yards away. He started yelling something about the dogs better not bother him. He continued yelling and there was something about him getting bitten by some dog or other somewhere else at some other time. Now, the dogs, who had been playing amongst themselves eventually took note of the strange man waving his arms and yelling so one of them started to bark at him. Then instead of shutting up and letting us get the dogs that he was agitating he began to yell more and tell us how he would spray something at the dogs (pepper spray or something I assume). Well, by this time my dog, who is small (a plump 25 pounds), and very cute had started howling and trying to figure out what was going on. So I had to run over and pick my dog up before this moron sprayed my dog with his little canister. Because I didn't want to have to punch his teeth in if he hurt my dog. Unfortunately, I was to busy getting my dog out of harms way to explain to the idiot just how very stupid he was.
In retrospect the fact that I didn't get to tell him off is what bothers me the most. Now he'll just go and be stupid the same way again and threated some other poor dog.
trevallion:
It has this really weird push handle doohickey., and the tank is oval shaped instead of the traditional rectangle shape. It's probably like the first toilet ever made or something because it looks really old.