tammaiya | Sep. 29th, 2003

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Hm. Pretty bad. Oh well.
So today there were men tromping all over my roof, which was very loud and very disconcerting, especially the part where huge showers of dust and leaves kept falling past the window. It reminded me strangely of that child's picture book- "There's A Hippopotamus On My Roof Eating Cake". I used to love that book.

Anyway, given that I'm apparently mature now, I was told to ring up, book Ebony an appointment with the vet because her ear was infected, and walk her there and back with dad's checkbook.

Got there on time with no incident, but it was just... really sad. My heart sort of broke for Ebony. She been super hyped, all just "Yay! Siobhan's taking me for a walk! Siobhan NEVER takes me for a walk! What a special treat!" and then as soon as we walked into the vetinary surgery, she just... stopped. Wouldn't move. I had to pick her up and put her on the scales, and she's usually so obedient, but she wouldn't sit and wouldn't stay and kept trying to run out the door. I had to hold her still on the operating table while the vet cleaned her ears out, and she didn't whine. But... she was trembling, and her eyes were doing to doggie equivalent of tearing up, and she was making this snuffling noises, and she was CRINGING, and her legs were buckling, and she looked like she was in so much pain. I've never seen Ebony act that servile. It was really depressing.

Then, on the way home, this car full of maybe about 20 year old boys beeped at me and waved, and I was just like, "o-KAY. Just keep walking." But then they turned around and pulled up right in front of me, and asked me for my name. I got scared, and didn't want to tell them to jump in the lake in case they got aggro, so I gave them my sister's name. Then they asked me for my number, and asked why, and they said "because we saw you walking along and we thought you were sexy." at which point I was getting really upset. So I was going to give them a fake number, but I had a mental blank and they asked for my mobile number and I GAVE it to them because I freaked and I'm an IDIOT. So now I'm afraid I'm going to be stalked by losers. And I'm really panicky and upset, and it was horrible. Sigh.

Edit: Have encountered a moogle named Pablo and a bangaa named Chaucer. SO amused by this game, which is all very well and good, but I think I need psychological help to del with the obsession with the names.
Oh, and:
http://www.penny-arcade.com/view.php3?date=2003-09-17
http://www.penny-arcade.com/view.php3?date=2003-09-22

God bless Penny Arcade. They play FF Tactics too. *love*