Tuesday, August 17, 2004

As Per Shanny's Request

Holy Jeebus, I had no idea it had been so long since I updated! Sorry, fans.
(hehehe)

So in the interim, I have decided there is a special place in Hell for all of those people who allow their dogs to roam freely in their yards (sans fencing). These little monsters consistently rile up my nutters and make walking in the neighbourhood a real nightmare. And it's always the nasty little yappy ones who come charging out at us while there pathetic owners stand idly by and say "Fluffy, come. Come, Fluffy. No, Fluffy, come...". Meanwhile, the dog is about to be mauled to death by one very psycho Delilah, who remains in that maddened state for at least the next three blocks.

*sigh*

Aside from frustrating walks with the dogs, not a lot going on. Someone wanted to come look at the house Friday evening, but A) I was on the way to dinner with some friends and B) it was 7:30 pm and as it was so late--on a Friday evening, I feel I must re-iterate--I had not counted on anyone wanting to come over...so the place was a bit mussed. So they didn't come over, as per my request, and we've never heard from them again. Whoops. No one came over the weekend, or the last two days. I'm going to call Monica tomorrow and find out what the hell is up.

Anyway. I've not slept well in ages, so I'm going to go now and try to change that. Need to get up early and walk the pups, as it's getting to be hot again. I'm sure Russell is laughing at me, as it's continually 100+ in Phoenix, but whatever.

I got my hair cut Saturday. It's damn cute, but Russell would probably say that it's short. Good thing it grows at the speed of light.

Happy now? It's not much, and I promise more (as always I do)...niters.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I've been trying to remember which (I'm sure there are several) episode of the Simpsons Jeebus comes from....grrr.

I agree about the special place in Hell! I go to our neighbor's house and there is a house on the end of their block that always had the front door open. They have a rottie named Princess who if they are not around makes me nervous. She's attempted a couple of times to leave the house, but usually someone will stop her. It's scary sometimes. That is the house that we are convinced is the drug house.

Keep those posts a coming!! :)

shanny