A very full but only semi-productive day

Well. Looks like my dog is staying at the vet. They decided to hospitalize her and will do surgery tomorrow to remove the abcess. I'm not exactly sure how that happened since she wasn't attacked and doesn't go climbing under fences. Hell, she doesn't do much besides eat food and sleep. Stupid dog :-P

Went to Marshalls tonight and bought a really nice jean skirt and a lycra top that I'm planning on bringing to NZ. Yes, I'm planning already.

Having a very lovely chat with sariandra. ( We're abusive girls, you know. )

Bought the Uniformed Rogue figure from fyrdrakken. Woohoo!

Who wants Buffy books? ozw is giving them away for cost of shipping.

Mutant Academy RP. I've been slacking horribly. I have no motivation ot inspiration and at one point I thought maybe I should just kill Cassie off. shoemaster tells me that perhaps I should leave Cass alive and just make a new character. I'll think about it...

Seiji Tataki: Uhm? ::Beats you down?::
Scifi 1701D: oh. noos. ow.
Seiji Tataki: ::Uses a rocket-powered crowbar::
Scifi 1701D: ::flees:: *trips*
Seiji Tataki: So. Uh. That teaches you..something..
Scifi 1701D: Yes.

And now a survey, snagged from sariandra:

( questions questions questions )

I think it's way past my bedtime.

Looking for WMD?

This is very amusing:

1. Go to Google
2. Type in "weapons of mass destruction" as the search string
3. Click "I'm feeling lucky"
4. Read CAREFULLY

I am amused. Aren't you amused?

Dog is still in the hospital. Thanks to everyone who is wishing her well. I'm sure she'll be fine, if not just a bit bandaged. I hope the antibiotics are pills and not liquid, because we'll never get close enough to force it down her throat o_O

Shall clean a bit then have lunch. And watch Two Guys & a Girl. Or play LightCyles and pretend to clean.

::kicks him hard::

I guess my dog is okay because I called the vet and they said she was okay to come home. Reluctantly, I have to tell my father this because my mom is at work. So.. I got forth and say, "Can we go pick Minnie up? They said she was okay."

To which he replies, "What happened to her?"
"... She... had surgery."
"Really?"
"... yes. ... That's why she's been gone all day and last night."
"How much is it?"
"I don't know. I just asked if she was okay."

Standing there at that moment I really wanted to shove the spoon he was holding into his forehead. This morning he had already been bitching about money and how it was going to be a couple hundred dollars for the dog. Well, gee, sorry. Our only other option was to just ignore it and let her flesh rot off. I guess we should have gone that route, you cheap bastard. Hey, here's an idea - why don't you quit bitching about money and get a fucking job?!.

Christ on a bike.