Also, today I went to safeway. It's not my usual food retailer of choice, but it was closest and we needed tissues and butter. For some reason, Safeway chooses to put the firewood and condoms right next to eachother. The only butter I could find was butter sculpted into a Christmas tree. It was 25 percent off, but also two months old. I didn't purchase it.

Highschool drama

It's been far too long since ive posted here, because I'm computerless still, but now I have an iphonE which sortof makes up for things. I do have to say that I'm amaed that the world is in a state where we can watch Netflix on our phones. I thought that was propaganda until I found out today that it's legitimate.

Tonight I worked kennel and listened to this girl who's no longer in highschool talk about all her highschool drama. You're in college. Girl please.

My aunt/mom left for Mexico last week and we haven't heard from her since. My uncle/dad thinks she's probably drunk at the hotel bar and can't remember her phone number. I hope she brings back tequila.

buster brown

lately my life has consisted of series of events gone wrong. last weekend, i found out that my blackberry doesn't like water. in the middle of last week, i found out that my laptop doesn't like getting thrown off my bed in a fit of confusion. today i found out that telemarketers don't like when you answer the phone and call them by the name of the state that comes up on the caller ID (such as, are you there, montana?). i also found out that you should NEVER call best buy unless you're prepared to wait on hold for an hour just to have your credit card declined for no viable reason.

today my nextdoor neighbor barbara and i found a stray dog in the yard. he was a boxer, and looked like he weighed about 30 pounds and that he hadn't eaten in 4 months. i immediately fell in love and we named him buster brown, because he was brown and white. we fed him and gave him some water, but all of this took place in the yard because we thought he might have rabies or something. then i called the clinic and told them i had a new dog, who looked very sick, and we got in the car and were on our way to the clinic when the owner's dog sitter called my phone and told me he belonged to them. i was very displeased with this, mostly because i wanted to keep the dog, but also because i had definitely given those neighbors a petsitting flyer and i was a little pissed off that they think this lady who loses their dog could petsit better than me. i brought him back to his home, and the 70 year old house sitter told me that his name was rex, and he was 14 years old and suffering from lung cancer and only had a couple months left to live. rex did not want to get out of my car at all, and actually started to bite this old lady as she tried to pull him out, and i was going to suggest he just stays at my house for the week, but then i remembered that i don't want anyone else to have to experience tucker. so finally i had to lift him out of the car and carry him into the house. i went back home to report this to barbara, and she said "oh, the neighbors who sing in a barber shop quartet?" and i told her yes, and she said that they probably should have at least gave us a starbucks giftcard. so neighbors, if you read this, you probably owe us a starbucks giftcard.