Pucca

They screwed up a little, but that’s what you get when you go to a grooming school. I’m fine with it though, it’s just hair, it’ll grow back…quickly too.

My dog, the broke down hooker.

Pucca has her first groomer’s appointment today. She desperately needs a cut, she looked like a nappy headed ho.

When I dropped her off she looked at me like I was selling her on the black market to a Chinese restaurant, there was terror in her eyes.

I want her to be nice and pretty for the trip to Houston,  you know, so she can puke on her pretty hair. I love that I got a little dog so I can take her with me places and I get the defective one that pukes when she looks at a car.

Well, I’m off to do more packing, I’ll post a pic of my little pumpkin when I pick her up.

Houston countdown:

T minus 8 days!!!

I’m so excited…

…and I just can’t hide it.
I move next week! I’m starting to pack up and I can’t stop smiling. I am so ready for this.
I can’t wait to hang out with friends I haven’t seen in years, to spend time with my family, to have a babysitter when I’m feeling stressed, I’m so ready.

Where did I go?

I’m sitting here, in bed, I’ve been here all day. I should have gotten up but instead I brought the laptop in here. I don’t know what I’m searching for today or for the last few years for that matter but I know I still can’t find it.

I’m lost, I’ve been wandering through my life aimlessly for awhile now. I don’t recognize myself anymore, the change happened slow, I didn’t see it coming. I woke up one day and didn’t know the person staring back at me in the mirror.

I don’t know my limits, I don’t know what I will do, I don’t know what I want because I don’t know who I am. This is a very confusing place to be, it’s especially confusing for friends and family because they don’t know that the person they love might not be there anymore.

I’m different now and I don’t think I like that anymore. I used to like who I was and the only thing that has changed is me, I must be the problem.

Bummer, dude.

It snowed last night, it’s fucking March people. Just consider this one more reason I hate it here. Fucking Oklahoma!
It’s not even pretty snow, hell it’s barely even considered snow.

Ughhhhh, I just have to make it a week and a half.

Blogging from my phone.

Looks like I’m going to be able to blog afterall. Turns out wordpress has an application for my totally awesome iPhone.
And the added bonus is that I won’t be writing a lot since I’ll be typing on a phone.
I’m not even really sure anyone will find me on here and I’m not going to go advertise it either. See you when I see you.