Someday we’ll meet beyond the stars
This is the longest hiatus I’ve yet taken from this blog. Or perhaps from any bloggy thing I’ve ever had. I’ve been afraid that if I tried to write a post, it would be horribly complainy and depressing. And in all honesty, these have been the shit shit shittiest two months of my life. But part of the shittiness will be resolved in a couple of weeks, one way or another. And I’m going to try to concentrate on the good things.The good things = doggies, kitties, and music. Except of course when the first is trying to bite me, the second is wreaking havoc on my apartment, or the third is sung by kind of annoying people. But mostly, really good.
Today was the first day I really didn’t enjoy myself at work. I think that’s pretty good for six weeks in. And it wasn’t all that bad, really. People were just stressed and bitchy. But dogs were still cute. I got lots of kisses. I was with the big doggies, who I love. There’s this one dog in there, a big beautiful great dane (love them) who’s white with black spots and two different colored eyes named Kate. She is absolutely terrified of most people, particularly ones she just met. They say it usually takes her a few months for her to warm up to someone, but today she let me pet her! We’re now BFFs. I was so excited. Here is a picture of her in her Halloween costume last year:
Originally uploaded by HappyHound
Can I just say how excited I am for Halloween? Or should I say Howloween? People dress up their dogs. So excited.
In other news, I got a solo in the first concert I’m singing in this year. I’m kind of excited. Also, my best friend in the whole world from camp is coming to visit for my birthday, and a super awesome friend from college is coming for said concert. Whether I’ll have a place for them to stay is yet to be determined.
I have been sleeping on the sofa for, um, four nights? Because for a couple days I got behind on my laundry, and I only have one set of sheets. And I’m lazy, I lack motivation for just about anything, and I’ve been sleeping a lot because I’m depressed. Then yesterday I was gonna wash them and realized I didn’t have any quarters. Finally, this morning, I got all my shit together and went downstairs to do a load, and there’s a sign on the laundry room door that says SORRY, TEMPORARY OUT OF ORDER. I swear, I’m starting to think I’m cursed. What the hell did I do in a past life? So now not only am I still sleeping on the sofa, but I’m really running out of clothes to wear.
Um. I’ll write something more meaningful soon.
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