zac

it's too late to be up this late. because i am becoming the kind of person that cares about whether or not they are hung over at work. damn you, personal responsibility, DAMN YOU.

the ex swung by tonight to pick up her mail, and i thin we're quite literally allergic to each other. this is an amazing quasi-scientific fact. my cats made her eyes run and her nose get congested, which i silently enjoyed, until i realized the pet dander on her was making my eye very painful and my throat was feeling raw. FANTASTIC.

these are the moments in life we all should treasure. i still miss my dogs terribly. it's bad when you and your vet have a good cry over the women that have taken your dogs away. they're pretty bad ass though. how many one eyed coon hounds have you had the pleasure of calling yours? my dog got fucking shot in the face before i had him, and is too bad ass to give a shit. enjoy taking your puff ball to the mall, i'll be in the dog run sucker punching a mastiff on principle. he started it.

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a girl i have been friends with for many years and i have recently become closer than before. friend-wise, at least. know what's great? embracing being a boozer and going on a sort of date to check out the new liquor super-store in town. wow, life, you're full of stuff ain't ya?

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the jeans i bought two days ago now seem to be shorter than they were before. i am not getting taller, i know that is not a possibility, and i cannot figure out how shoes can make a difference for a guy, so i think wizardry may be involved. or a curse. some sort of black magic. my ass has not gotten significantly larger in the last two days. i think.

good night.

that zac!