Well, the house sitting has come to a welcomed end. That dog was the most stubborn thing in the universe. And I had to take her out a total of 6 times a day! I guess I shouldn’t complain too much, because these people were paying me pretty decent money to just basically sit in their house and watch TV (TV watching optional), which is what I would normally do at home anyway. But Jiggy is so much cooler than that boring dog. For one, Jiggy moves when you push her, and sometimes she does it voluntarily. Keesha (the husky) just sits around collapsed under her own weight most of the day. But anyway, it’s over. The thing that really sucked about it was that I had to just sit there all weekend knowing that there was other, much funner stuff going on elsewhere in the world. And I was stuck with this stupid lethargic as she wanna be dog. I got sick of staying in all the time though, so I went out with Tony and Julie to eat and lay carpet Friday night. We wound up in Giant somehow at around 1:00 in the morning. I was complaining that I didn’t have time to play all night in Giant because I had to drive all the way back home and get up at 6:00 in the morning to walk the dog. Julie was a bit confused because last she had heard, we had a cat. Gender can be easily mistaken, but genus is pretty hard to fuck up. So she looked at me and Tony with this look that said “but I thought…” I was going to keep her in suspense, but Tony decided to break the silent confusion…
Quote of the Day 7/19/99
“He’s learning how to do the yo-yo again.”
Remind me to get some mad carbs in my system before I try to rock the cradle again.
Robbing, er uh… rocking the cradle,
Still Standing Right Here…