Steak and BJ day went off nicely. And now I have a fetish for handcuffs. Its been proven after tonight. Fucking hot.
Not to ruin that lovely statement, but on to something more serious. My weiner dog at my parents' house is sick.
She had some teeth removed today, and they found a tumor on her tongue. They're doing a biopsy on it but we wont hear the results till the end of the week. I reeeally hope its not cancerous. She's my first baby. I bought her with my babysitting money in 5th grade. She'll be 10 in june.
Losing pets is too hard. I hope we don't have to put her down.
On a happier note, I finished my final project that's due tomorrow morning. And a paper that's due. Now i just have to study for my test online tomorrow night. I have a bunch of reading to do for it, but somehow I'll get it done. Or I might just wing it and fail, which sounds equally appealing.
That's all for now.
Not to ruin that lovely statement, but on to something more serious. My weiner dog at my parents' house is sick.

Losing pets is too hard. I hope we don't have to put her down.
On a happier note, I finished my final project that's due tomorrow morning. And a paper that's due. Now i just have to study for my test online tomorrow night. I have a bunch of reading to do for it, but somehow I'll get it done. Or I might just wing it and fail, which sounds equally appealing.
That's all for now.
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foz:
So I guess he returned the favor, huh? If it were in the tradition of true BJ and steak day, you would have washed the dishes naked after the meal. Or is that what you did while handcuffed? (ooo...nice idea, I have to try that.)
foz:
I love doing dishes.