pinkraindrops

I've been a sick puppy. It started with a pain in my lower right abdomen. Thought I pulled a muscle because it hurt to put weight on it. Then I started getting cramping and the pain started radiating around and up my back. I had chills, just didn't want to move. Finally decided it must be something, so I got into the doc yesterday and 'tis an infection thats traveling on up towards my kidneys.

Yay. Antibiotics.

Spending all that time in bed, I managed to get through seasons 1 and 2 of Lost. The first few episodes I was like "eh" but then I got really hooked. Its a good show, and its really rather intriciate really getting into that 6 degrees of seperation theory.
But now I'm pissed that I have to wait TWO weeks for the season premier. I thought it was next week.

New hamster is no longer Captain Jack Sparrow. He's Cujo. The little runt attacks ANYTHING that comes up to his cage bars, including his water bottle. I think he was dropped on his head as a baby. Kind of like my cat who likes to stroll through the rain and stomp lizards to death. She's also afraid of my guinea pig.

So yeah. There's my life. Very exciting, no?