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Friday, June 06, 2003
Yesterday I saw a fluffy-tailed squirrel scamper across the telephone poll driving down my street.
Lily enjoys being in the same room with me whenever I'm home. I'm glad. She wants to lick my nose and sample my earlobes. And she's bald from her belly. Purr... that's all she's been doing lately. Fuck all. Mikey was being stupid at 3:00 AM :: Tuesday, June 03, 2003
Lily's Spay DayI started the day at 7 am.... Way too early for me. Last night, after I got back from a midnight supper with Stephen at IHOP, I talked to my love on the phone for while. I went to bed after 4 am, so it's safe to say I'm more than a little bit wiped. I woke up at precisely 7 o'clock, pulled on a pair of shorts and a tee-shirt, washed my face, put Lily in my arms and drove over to the veterinarian. Lily freaked while the car was in motion and decided to perch on my shoulder, claws deeply embedded in my flesh.When I arrived at the animal hospital, I remembered that Vanessa said to be there anytime between 7:30 and 8:30 am. It was 7:06... no one was there yet. I figured it would be best to get Lily into some sort of traveling compartment, so I drove over to my mom's house to pick up Pippa's pet Taxi. When I got there, Lily was still perched on my shoulder. She was a little more calm until she saw Pippa jaunt up to the front door. Pippa was perfectly oblivious to the fact that there was a cat that looked very much like her in my arms. She didn't even give a second thought to Lily. But Lily, on the other hand... oh she dug deeper into my shoulder... She growled and began hissing and all that good stuff. We went inside and tried to make as little noise as possible... My mom and cousins were still asleep. I took her into the laundry room where I knew the carrier had to be. I found it, dusted it off a bit and put her in... without any fuss! But she continued to hiss... the little bitch. So we arrived back at the hospital at exactly 7:30... The vet was already there, but apparently doesn't show his face to clients. So I sat in the waiting area until the receptionist got there. I gave her the information required and left Lily with a slight wave... Yeah, I missed her by the time I got home. So I tried going back to sleep once I got back home, but it didn't work. So i decided to do some sketches ... something that I have to do when the urge hits me or else I'll never do it. Finally at about 10 am, I dozed off again. But ta-daa.. there's the phone... again and again. It rang continuously until 1 pm, when I finally decided to get out of bed. Stephen had called saying that he and Amy were going to meet up at Dairy Queen for lunch and that I could meet them if I wanted. So of course, I did. We talked about a lot of things... mostly people we haven't seen in years. Which is always a great recipe for laughter... God... So between Hairballs, stalkerish ex-male-cheerleaders, possessive girlfriends and wax pencils a very good time was had by all. At about 3:30, we went over to the animal hospital to check on Lily and talk to Vanessa. We did so until 3:48, at which point I had to blaze back home, change clothes and come into work... Where it's been very uneventful all day. Despite the bbq I had at my aunt's house for dinner and the gas pumping I did at the San Benito Wal-Mart, nothing else has happened all day. I'm just glad it's almost over. Tomorrow begins my weekend, and hopefully, Stephen, Vanessa and I will be going to Schlitterbahn. That should be fun. I just gotta remember to wear sunblock and not to wear my white swim trunks. Mikey was being stupid at 12:03 AM :: Sunday, June 01, 2003
Another Graduation Party for Stephen...It was cool. Stephen came down from Denton on Friday for this big party his mom planned for Saturday night. See, both Stephen and his sister Stacy graduated.. Stephen from college and Stacy from high school. I only got to go on my dinner hour, but it was fun nonetheless.Ms. Sanchez hired a DJ and got the party catered. While they don't live in the nicest neighborhood in town, the house sits on two of the three lots that make up that side of the block. They have a very large driveway and double garage, which was all cleaned up for the serving line and tables. There were tiki torches all over and a great crowd. After dinner, Stephen and Stacy took to the "dance floor" and started doing some dancing that cracked me up. I took my camera, so I got some funny pics and video. Unfortunately, that's when I had to get going... So I totally missed when Adrian got there. Adrian was one of our friends in high school. He was always the macho/debonair/class-clown of the group. He was a great friend, but I haven't seen him since high school. I did happen to chat with him on aim once, by coincidence (his girlfriend IMed me to ask about the college I went to). Vanessa said he's gotten all buff (he told me during that aim chat that he was looking into being a professional bodybuilder), and that he looks pretty different from high school. Don't we all.... She also said that he talks to David all the time -- another former classmate. At the time, David was in our circle of friends. But something about him always made us frustrated... He was a pathological liar. He'd say he had a brand new pickup truck, when it was obviously not true. Or that he was half Italian, when obviously he is 200% hispanic. Things like that, and the things he'd say about each of us whenever we weren't around cut him out of the circle as soon as those graduation caps flew. Apparently, Adrian works out every morning at the local meat market, and as soon as David got wind of this, he started going to work out at the same time.... he wants to take the same dietary supplements Adrian takes... and every week he mentions how he "just fucked this hot chick... and she's totally fine." Sounds just like David. Telling lies as always. He was one of those who took it pretty hard when high school ended... And he kept going back to visit every week the year after graduation. The rest of us were just glad to get the hell out of that school and looked forward to anything other than crappy ass Harlingen. Unfortunately, some of us are still stuck here. Mikey was being stupid at 6:49 PM :: |