I'm just a 31 year old chick from Rhode Island, married to a Canadian, tattooed, childfree, and a World of Warcraft addict. I fancy myself a photographer, or an artist, but who am I kidding - I count pills and sell drugs to junkies.
I write about everything. If you don't like it, if it's too personal, if you don't want to hear it, if it offends you, if it's about you, I don't care.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
Pickle got her Santa suit in the mail today. She was not happy when I put it on her. She’s also not happy that she’s soaking wet from me squirting her with the spray bottle to get her out from behind the tv. speaking of her going behind the tv, yesterday Eddie pulled her out from behind it about 5 times in the span of no more than 3 minutes. She finally got so pissed off at him for ruining her fun that she stood on the arm of the couch and barked at him. I swear to god I’ve never heard anything so funny in my life.
Today could have possibly been the most pointless day of class I’ve ever been through, aside from Monday when I left early. We reviewed yesterday’s lesson for about 25 minutes, spent another 30 studying on our own, then took the test. After the test we went over a list of some amusing excuses that people will give pharmacies in prder to get them to refill their prescriptions earlier, such as “I need my vicodin because I was moving my desk and the pill bottle rolled off the top, down the stairs, broke open on the ground and all the pills rolled into a puddle.” However, we watched Million Dollar Baby after break, which I thought was a great movie, so that made the class seem a bit less pointless.
It doesn’t look as though we’ll have a white Christmas here this year. We’re looking at weather in the upper 50’s and rainy. Tonight we’re going to head out to the store to grab some gifts, and then maybe grab some dinner, and afer that, who knows? I’d like to unwrap Eddie, but we’ll see what happens.
