Dog news: I have been banned from my room bc Kix has taken it over. He chewed his staples out, so his leg...makes me want to vomit. As a result of the overwhelming stench and the sickening sight of an open wound, I've recruited my mother to go into my room first (she is very pleased about this). This way, she can cover Kix's leg, and I can get clothes and other misc. things without getting sick.

vdaynews: Today, I slept in. When I finally got out of bed, I went to Levi's and watched Whip It. Pretty good. Then I came home and ate fun dip and pizza. Yeah, I'm healthy.

Tomorrow should be an interesting day.

About 2 hours ago

my mom hears a dog yelping in the woods beside our house.
She runs out there and i put on my boots and follow.
As i run through the brush, I ask whats going on and she frantically replies "they're killing your dog!"
When I arrive, I find that my sister's pit bulls are indeed killing my dog, Kix.
JJ has him around the throat and Cole is ripping his front right leg off.
My mom's shitzu, Kaleb, is on top of Cole, doing absolutely no good. I begin simultaneously yelling and crying. My mom and I grap sticks and try to beat the dogs off Kix, but they dont stop. Mom tells me to go back to the house so I don't see anything, but I'm frozen.

Everything was a blur, and all I really remember at that point was bawling and looking behind me as Cole treats Kix's arm like a rag doll. There was blood everywhere.

Mom hands me Kaleb, so I can take him back to the house. As I run, I get caught in a briar bush and my glasses fall off. I'm still yelling at this point, though I don't know what. And because I'm wearing shorts, my legs get clawed by the thorns. When I finally make it out and get Kaleb in the house, my sister's boyfriend comes racing down the driveway with my stepdad following. They get the dogs off Kix and take him to the vet. I'm practically blind without my glasses, so my mom helps me look for them. I dont know how she found them, but she did. Then I go inside to wipe the blood from my legs and use half a tube of neosporin(sp?) on them.

Kix is staying overnight at the vets. They said I can probably pick him up tomorrow afternoon. They think he'll be able to keep his leg, but don't know if he will be able to use it. I'm staying at my dad's tonight, because I know if I go home there's a good chance I'll be taking a gun to those dogs.

I know this is a scattered post, and more sentimental (if thats the right word) than what I usually write, but I needed to get it out of my system.

And Zigazig Ahh

I went to Durant for Mamou's birthday today. Everything went really well, until she pulled off the oil cap on some gardening contraption. She was covered in oil. Luckily, she thought it was funny, which was good since Dad and I were laughing at her. I like watching her and my dad have a conversation. Now I know why my conversations are so...scattered. Dad begins talking about buying a desk, Mamou begins talking about money and old age. He had to remind her they were talking about a piece of furniture, not about the importance of having/saving money. Or old age.

Tonight Jill, Mikie and I watched Post Grad. We decided the movie was basically the story of my life, until we realized that I have no super cute guy best friend for life. And my mother isn't Jane Lynch (She should adopt me). And I would neverever leave my dream job to move across country for a boy. Mainly b/c I dont know that I have a dream job.

Then we talked about Jill being in a Spice Girls skit in elementary. Mikie and I made her dance while we sang the song. Hilarious, and probably slightly sad. I'm thankful there were no video cameras.

Tomorrow I get to study for the GRE. Yay me.

The low-down

I have a plan.

It's probably going to change, but the fact that I have one right now is a miracle so I'm runnin with it.

I've been searching/applying for jobs like crazy.

Most interesting job I applied for today: Private charter flight attendant.

High Rollin

Downloading redneck talk from the recorders to the computer.

Labeling keys on the keyboard (it's HERE!)

Seriously debating going to graduate school at ECU.

Wishing Bones was on tv.

I lead an exciting life. It's great.

I can't be this lazy anymore.

I change my mind. I want a job. I'm going crazy not doing anything.

Keyboard arrives tomorrow (finally).

And now, I'm about to go to the gym. Let's hope I don't die. Seriously.