I keep wanting to write something, but I don't actually have much to say. Occasionally, I come across something and think "I should post that!" but I never do and it apparently is never interesting enough for me to remember later to follow through.
I just heard two gunshots. I don't really like this neighborhood.
And I really don't like how far from the train I am. I'm coming down with a cold of some sort and having not considered the chance of rain when I woke this morning, did not dress appropriately for the downpour I had to bike through in the dark to get home. I had to keep my head down to keep the rain out of my eyes, and watching the wet ground pass my tires made me feel motion sick. I can only imagine the complaints I'll have when there's a foot of snow and ice on the ground come February.
I met up with Brian the other day, not the roommate but the pirate. We had lunch and I took an extra hour getting back to class since I hadn't seen him in awhile. He mentioned something about trying to learn how to be a medium, and I of course had to ask if mediums could talk to dogs. He didn't say yes, but instead basically told me that I should start paying attention to the energies around me, and that chances are he's usually close by. He said dogs stick around for a long time. I'm certainly not a wiccan, nor am I sure I believe in ghosts of any sort, but I like the idea and I hope he's close by. And now I'm crying again. It's been a little over two months and I still break down in random public places whenever I think about it.
On a happier, pet-related note, Hazel kitty is mine for good. Her former owner finally sent me a message on facebook that said I could keep her. I had already decided awhile ago that she was mine, but getting the confirmation was exciting. I love this cat. I overslept by two hours this morning so I could kitty-cuddle. It was nice.
Oh, and I'm currently (and passively) looking for a home for Gali girl, the great dane. I think Lara might take her, but we haven't talked about it lately. If anyone knows anyone that might want a dane, please send them my way. She's a great dog, just too much for me right now.
She's still pretty skinny, and neighbors have been calling animal control on me. They've come by twice now, and both times said there wasn't a problem, but the neighbors are persistent. Twice someone has left food and water inside the front gate. If they paid any attention, they'd see her consistently filled food and water bowls by the back door. I'm also annoyed that they don't simply call me first and ask about her. My phone number is on her tag, and I've had plenty on other neighbors ask about her when I'm outside.
Whatever. I'm going to go pass out and try really hard not to be sick.
Pet pictures follow just for fun.