I don't give a fuck about CIA.

Indulgent pleasures tonight.. Butthole Surfers, Flogging Molly, My Morning Jacket and even Don McLean. Throat has been shredded inside by something completely awful. It hurts much and I try drowning it in swallows of the hottest tea. A hot bath, a hot toddy. haha. That's silly, isn't it? God, how I love weekends off like this. May it never end!! No, I s'pose I have to work in order to better understand the concept of a weekend, days off and time spent doing fun things. Barbeque yesterday. Made good food to eat..food to fill my belly. Fresh yummies. Who knew I had a gas grill directly connected to my house? Weird. Convenient, even too convenient maybe just maybe. Nice. Chocolate M&M's, I spilled some on the floor on accident.

Feelin' just a little ick 'cause I'm makin' people mad.. Not around when I'm "supposed" to be. Horrible at returning calls and emails and everything else. It's not intentional. Ok, it's pretty intentional. reclusive some. Sometimes reclusive a lot.

Went to the pet store today. Since when do no pet stores carry dogs ever? It's only lately that I've 'frequented' pet stores. Man. My want for a dog is pretty damn bad. I remember going into petstores and seeing lots of puppies and cats and you could hold them if you asked nicely. Now, no dogs..most don't even have cats. shit. This is crappy. Mind you, I'd never actually buy a dog from a petstore but I'm sad because I was looking into adopting a dog from a pet shelter and it's like adopting a child.. You must apply and answer a multitude of questions and then they schedule an in-home visit. If you're 'approved' ..you will begin a 2 week trial period with the pet. During that time you are in contact with the shelter always. Good lord. I fear rejection. I have had several dogs in the past..throughout my entire life. I have a cat now that is happy and very well adjusted.. He seems to approve of me (most of the time). I'm a responsible pet owner but maybe I won't measure up to the shelter standards. All in all, I guess I'm glad such a process exists because I like animals a lot and it'd make me sad if shelters were just passing out dogs to any ol' schmuck that wasn't sure how to properly feed/groom/exercise himself. I guess I'm just annoyed by the seeming hassle. The hassle is good, sure. It makes us think twice. Is this what we really want? Can we really handle it? I think I qualify. I want to qualify! This is where I stomp my feet in protest. Maybe it's best this way.. Sad! The whole deal is.. I'm not sure they'll let me have a dog here. Otherwise, I'd have probably already taken the plunge, the Nestea plunge. heh. I used to always marvel at those people that would let themselves just fall backwards into the pool in traditional Nestea Plunge fashion.