ohmygil

This month has been awful, and I just want it to end. On Sunday, Oliver got out. Somehow the door was left open, and he just wandered out and got picked up by animal control. Wonderful, We were without him for a couple days, but on the bright side, when he came home, he had a friend come home with him!

His name is Max (left), and I'm totally normal for calling them Oliver Queen (right) and Max Lord.




Here he is passed out on my pillow



Work has been kind of awful lately. I'm so so so over retail. I want to get out so badly.