Today was my day off, so I didn't bother waking up until noon. I'd like to rationalize this by stating that I didn't go to sleep until six. In the AM.
Don't judge me.
After waking up, I decided to lounge around in bed some (after taking care of all the animals, of course). I decided to look for a job. Three very depressed minutes later I started reading blogs.
Procrastination and I are good buddies. One might even call us the best of friends.
Damn my bleeding heart.
So after cleaning the tank, I decided to try the job searching thing again.
I am apparently qualified for custodial work. Which, FYI, pays less than what I make now.
I then attempted to make myself a grilled cheese (as I hadn't eaten yet). Three very burned sandwiches later, I decided to settle for Lucky Charms.
Rusty began whining pitifully, so I took him out. He
Oh, and it's not snowing here. I just don't have any recent pictures of him on my laptop (I use a different computer for photo editing), and I'm too lazy to boot that one up so that I can grab some of those pictures. So this is what you get world. Take it or leave it.
I called Pookie, found out he was having a shitty day. Decided to try to make him feel better by surprising him at work.
Except I was running late, so by the time I managed to fight my way through 5 o'clock traffic (and when did 5 o'clock traffic start at 4?), he had already gotten home.
Opps. Oh well. I got there just in time to watch the ending of a Bond movie.
We went out with our friend Whitey - who, for your information, is about three shades of awesomeness. Pookie spent too much money on sushi - but I'll forgive him for it, because it's sushi. And I haven't had it in over half a year. Because I'm poor. So yay. Sushi. A rare treat indeed.
We then went to Main St. and had a drink. We also may or may not have made some fun at the expense of a few fraternity pledges. And the drunken college kids.
Oh, the drunken college kids. I wish I could see their faces when they leave school and realize that they can't stay in their precious little collegiate bubble.
Ok, that was mean and bitter of me. I'm trying to find it in me to care.
Dropped Pookie off at his place. Drove home. And here I am. Sipping a cup of tea and wondering what my place is in this world.
Ah. There's nothing quite like wasting a whole day. It leaves me with a penchant for introspection. I think it's healthy to sometimes have a day to decompress. I think I'd be out of my mind if I didn't take a day every once in a while and do this.
Tomorrow I go back to the grind. I can't tell you how excited I am for it.
Oh, and some updates (for those of you who were curious):
We wound up naming the bird Tuck. Because one of the birds at the store is named Robin Hood. So...Friar Tuck is my bird's new name.
Nikki? Yea. She's a "he." You'd think that after working at a petstore for as long as I have been, I'd know. But no. He's neutered, and up to date on his shots. My neighbor (think crazy cat lady) forgot that she took care of all that last January. So that was a nice surprise. Guess I'm going to have to spell it Nicky (or just plain Nick) now. No girly spelling for my boy.
Rusty's got a lot of energy - he's fighting the cancer pretty well. My biggest concern with him is his breathing - because the tumor is so big (you can't see it in the above photo, since it's an old one), he snores. LOUDLY. And has a tendancy to drip snot from his nose. Gotta tell ya...it's just lovely.
Job front still sucks. I have some ideas, so I'll keep ya'll posted (cuz I know that you're just on the edge of your seats waiting in anticipation).
Holy crap I almost have 700 views. I love ya'll. I really do.
Have a lovely day! (or night, or afternoon, or morning, or whatever the hell it is wherever you are).