So I've been pretty busy the last year. I moved from North Carolina back to Virginia. I don't live with my parents, rather I live with Rini, which is fun. I'm a mere hour and a half away from my mother, which I enjoy and regret at the same time. My mother has admitted to her friends (in front of me) that she abuses my good nature and willingness to help by having me come down at least once a week. Meh, she gives me gas money and its not like I'm taking time off from work so whatev's.

As far as the pets go, I still have the dogs. Jackson is not responding well to his epilepsy medication, his seizures are getting worse and lasting longer. We're giving him some new medication thats a bit more powerful, hopefully it will work. Soma is suffering from a case of old. He is 13 years old, will be 14 in February, and he's a large dog. He's already outlived expectations. He can't get up the stairs as well, I've had to help him a couple times. Gordon got shaved for the first time ever, he looks funny now but less beach ball like. Brodie is as he ever was. We've added new pets, I don't know if you've seen my scraps page lately, but there are some photos there. I have 3 guinea pigs now. Thunder Thighs, she's almost two years old. She's a fat calico and queen of the cage. Mom says she's a bully, which she is. Precious, who's almost a year old, and mean. She's white with a brown head. She's cute. And little baby Dallas who I expect is just about six months old. She's brown and white. She's taking to biting me, I'm trying to solve that problem, which is pretty hard. I also have 2 cats now. Black, almost eight years old Aria. She's got a lot of issues, the least of which is hissing and biting me whenever I go near her. Some of my frustration right now is because of her. Its a real possibility right now that she will be given away if her behavior doesn't improve. The other cat is an almost five month old kitten named Harmony. She's a gray tabby and she is, in Rini's words, rediculous. She's a handful and stupid as a sack of potatoes.

Work sucks. I work at Petsmart as a groomer now. Its fine, I like meeting the dogs and playing with them. I miss my Borders job a lot. I have a lot of regrets about the last three years of my life. I want to do something big and important with my life but I just can't find the drive and energy. I'm weighed down by everything thats happening and everything thats going on that everything I used to enjoy just isn't fun anymore. So I spend my time off playing solitaire and watching old Ghost Hunters episodes instead of writing and drawing. Sigh.


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