June 17, 2003 - 8:42 p.m.

I'm getting sick and tired of headaches.
Mood:

Cripes I have another headache! Arg. It's the weather again. It's so humid and stuffy it feels like the whole sky is sitting on my shoulders. I took 2 advil already and I think it worked for about 4 hours and now it's back again so it's probably a migrane which means if I took more crap now it wouldn't do a shit load of differance. But before I go on spewing about the weekend I'm going to post these adorable pix, one of which is gracing my background at this very moment (I had to resize them).

Oohhhh... isn't that prescious! Anyway, at least one dilemma is solved. I didn't know if I should be looking for a puppy or a Pom to rescue so today I decided to look for both and see what comes along first. Let destiny take care of things for me because I have absolutely NO overruling preference for one or the other.

So this weekend. Lets see. Oh yes. I told Red how I felt about him ditching me on Sunday and of course, he did the predictable thing I knew he'd do, he refused to acknowledge that I was at least partially right. Then he said this to me, "You know, I KNEW this would happen. You'd go away and you'd come back and tell me everything I did wrong. One of these days I wish you'd come back and tell me what YOU did wrong." Little does he know I ALWAYS think both ways, so of course I told him what I felt I did wrong in this situation, that shut him up so he finally said, "Just tell me nicely that you want me to come and I'll come." But like holy fuck guys have BAD timing, by then I was so pissed off I said, "Screw you. I don't WANT you to come anymore so you can go do whatever the hell you want."

That was the end of that. I hung out with my mom on Saturday. I don't remember what I did besides fight with Red and clean the house. I think we hung outside for a bit, oh wait yeah. She drove me to the Liquer Store to get some stuff. Father's day beer, and some other stuff (I wrote about this didn't I...) and then I went shopping.

Sunday was awesome though. I didn't sleep in as much, we had to get ready to go to Queen E at 1. Of course my dad was sitting on the couch watching TV at 12:00 so we left the house at around 12:20 instead of 12! We were a little late, but then found our seats and sat there listening to people talking. My cousin's grad class consisted of 415 people so by the time 350 or so rolled around I had to hit the bathroom so my mom came with me and we took a little break. When we came back the "grad presentation" was over and we were both breathing a sigh of relief. Then their little choir group sung a few songs, the valedictorian spoke, pix were taken and it was all over. The grads threw their hats and we slowly made our way off the balcony (nosebleed section). We tried looking for my aunt and uncle but there must have been at least 2,500 so when they all spilled into the courtyard of the theater I couldn't even see past the masses and masses of people. Finally my little cousin found US instead so we're all hugging Em and he looked ssooo uncomfortable, it was hilarious. My little cousin had tears in his eyes (I thought that was so damn adorable, supposedly he's an emotional guy, the world needs more guys like that, hehehe).

We ended up taking a few pix and headed off for the restaurant because everyone was starving. When we got there we immediately went up to grab out food (Em picked a buffet). Damn everything tasted awesome for someone who barely ate that day. I even had a nice virgin pina colata, yummmm... I would have gone there just for the drink. We ate a ton of food, then left and my parents and I came back home to change into comfy clothes and grab Bandit. Then we headed back for a little after party at my uncle and aunt's.

My mom wanted to "digest the food and burn some cals" as she put it, so we went for a nice 45 minute walk around this neighbourhood and the river by my aunt's house. It was ssoooo beautiful outside! So then of course Bandit's leash of 12 years breaks. I had to retract it back manually it was such a pain in the ass. When we came back we had cake and I ended up playing games with my little cousin until he had to head upstairs to sleep because he still had school the next day.

We left at a pretty reasonable time, then I spent the rest of the evening talking to Red and doing more Pom research.

The next day (Monday) I had to wake up early, get ready and leave the house at 10. I went to the PetCetera that was closest to my house and about a 10 minute walk from the SkyTrain. Bought a nice, blue sturdy leash for Bandit and a cute blue harness. The choke collar was pissing me off because it was OBVIOUSLY hurting his throat. I also looked at some books but couldn't find any on Pomeranians. I did find the Canadian Dogs Annual 2003 so I grabbed that. I think next weekend or something, or even Friday (if I meet up with Dallas), I'm going to drag him to the PetCetera in Vancouver so I can maybe pick up a Pom book or at least a mag or something.

The Annual is INCREDABLE though! I actually learned a lot of good stuff, and this is after having had dogs for the past 12 or so years. But this is especially an invaluable tool for people who are buying their first puppy, or a new puppy in general. It addresses every issue from obedience to nutrition to finding a breeder, picking the right puppy, what questions to ask, what to avoid, and so on and so forth. It's excellent. It's like the Vogue magazine of dogs, lol.

Today wasn't too bad either. I did some more research and decided to not even THINK of contacting one of the breeders/shelters (1 of which I am INCREDABLY interested in) until exactly a month from now. In the meantime I'll just keep reading stuff and doing research and let things sit and simmer, because I'm excited and everything but I want the excitement to wear off a bit and reason and rationality to take over. I shan't let "cuteness" get to me, hehehe.

And then Stacy messaged me!! I was so happy to finally talk to her because we kept missing eachother over the weekend. She told me all about her weekend. Cripes it was ssoooo different talking to someone who was telling ME stories for a change! I'm so not used to that. Red never tells me any stories I have to ask him all the questions. I thought that was so sweet of her to tell me about her entire weekend. Not to mention it was a great weekend and I'm really glad she's happy :) We were also open about other things in our lives and discovered that we share even MORE things in common! I seriously think that women should form these circles or groups of other women who wish to discuss deep and personal issues, especially about relationships and especially about sex!

I don't like people who don't volunteer to tell you things because they try to be misterious or they say, "Oh well it's none of your business". Yeah DUH it's not, but trust me, you can learn a LOT and find out ssoooo many things you probably wouldn't have thought of yourself, from others. And the most important thing: Feeling that you're NOT alone and that it DOES happen to someone else, which of course makes you even MORE open to exploring new things because hell, everyone else is doing it too! And lets face it, it makes you feel "normal" and "yeah I'm ok, I thought this was weird but everyone else seems to be going through it too". Actually, after the conversation I really DID stop feeling like, "Wow... I know a lot of ppl would think I'm a deviant." (Leekia always jokes about me and keeps saying I'm just like a guy when it comes to sex), but there are women out there who are exactly like me and SHOULD be, and should feel great about how they feel and what they're doing, but many don't, and even more hide because of the stereotypes placed on women and what women should and shouldn't do. Well fuck that. When it comes to sex, guys go and do whatever the hell they want, and I say it's time for women to do the EXACT same thing!

I masterbate every day if I can (unless I'm hungry, or tired or both, lol)... so there you go, suck MY dick! Sometimes more than once a day, lol <-- this is probably that "I'm in heat" period of time all good kitties must go through.

Oh and I WOULD (and did) jump someone's bones just cuz I thought they were hot or I was horney.

You're awesome Stacy! Hehehe. Hail all powerful women out there, we ARE the rulers of this Earth so don't nobody forget it!