I'm home! And glad to be!

Anyone feel like grabbing a beer soda?

(and i'm serious...i think i'm ready to drink a little again)

Stiiill in London...will be back to work on Monday. I hope my dog is alright with the neighbor. She seems kinda crazy/shady. The neighbor, I mean. Not the dog. Comin' home tomorrow night though.

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Um. Yeah. I did a bad deed and put House into the lottery.

I mean, I'm not trying to be mean or anything. It's just that. Well. It's only a night. How bad can it be?

But seriously. House needs new friends.

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There's a conspiracy going on. And it's got something to do with the music on the PA and my bad coffee.

I walked by and I heard two nurses talk about how sex can kill you.

...so random...

I win at life.

I haven't been around, because I've been spending every moment with the dog, who's still unnamed (though I'm leaning towards Oscar). He peed on my rug. I tossed the rug out. It was an ugly rug anyway. :D

Must...get him....potty...trained. X_x Newspapers EVERYWHERE, I TELL YOU.

Note to self: Must call Lemercier

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I thought I'd feel...different after the break up. But that's not what I feel....I feel...okay...

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I got a dog. It's a mutt. It's a boy, and he's so awkward looking....kinda like a big pawed wolf. Grey. Cute. I need a name...

So far I've thought of Bubba or Oscar...

"I have a lot of work. So if you don't see me for like, a zillion years. I haven't rotted in my office or anything. Oh lordy the work. Feel free to leave sweet goodies with Naydene, she'll be happy to foward them to me...and eat half herself. >_> But yeah. Please don't disturb!! It has really piled up. :O "

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