Tuesday, October 24th, 2006 • No Comments on Could I Get Some Cheese With My Whine?
—We still haven’t gotten Annabelle’s diabetes under control. Her insulin dosage has been increased twice and she’s going back to the vet for the third time on Wednesday. She is eating and drinking like a fiend and wakes me up quite early most mornings because she’s hungry. (She always has food to eat, but she gets the stinky, apparently fabulous, canned food after her insulin shot, so she’s waking me up for that.)
—The only thing I wanted to do over the weekend was go to the Stockley Gardens Art Festival and buy some art. We went, but the weather was lousy and I didn’t buy any art. And I’m still wondering if the guy in the Mercedes ever found his runaway poodle.
—Speaking of cars, my car is in the shop. MY CAR IS IN THE SHOP. This means that not only is my precious, fourteen year old baby out in the cold instead of in the garage, I still don’t know yet what’s wrong or how much it will cost. Plus, I am also without transportation. I’m trapped. Trapped!
—Okay, I’m not trapped. I can drive Jay’s truck since he also has a motorcycle. I hate driving the truck. It’s big and hard to park and when I’m behind the wheel I’m convinced it’s driving me, not the other way around.
—I have fifty things on my to do list for this week and unlike Jennifer, who I’m convinced must be mainlining caffeine or something because she’s one of the most productive people I’ve ever seen, I am a total slacker and have only managed to cross off “Do laundry” and “Make To Do List For Next Week” on this week’s list. At least I’m a slacker in clean clothes.
—I still haven’t decided about NaNoWriMo. I don’t want to do it. Which, of course, means I feel like I should do it. Did I mention I’m a slacker?
—I have a take home midterm to do for Pop Culture. I hate take home tests because I end up spending ten times as much time on them than I would if it was an in-class exam. I also haven’t finished all the reading assignments yet.
—I think I’m getting sick. I have chills, a sore throat and congestion. I don’t want to be sick.