Ugh. What a day. My (our) brilliant plan of going climbing was
squashed by, you guessed it, rain. It’s a good thing we canceled I
think as the first sun I saw today was around 6, and this morning
there was that ugly drizzle that while not really rain soaked
everything and was miserable.
Rex’s eye is closed again, and pussing a little. I don’t know what
happened, but apparently he sneaks out sometimes when roomiewife goes
out to have a smoke and maybe he got in a fight or something. It was
fine till a few days ago. I’m going to clean it up and give it a
couple of days however till I start worrying too much. I
mean, I know I shouldn’t worry, but I still do, you know? It’s the
paranoid, see-the-possibility-for-the-worst-no-matter-how-remote in
me. But I’m working on it. Honest.
This eve I headed out to a little pub with a buddy of mine to solve
the world’s problems, had a good time drinking a “fruit blaster” (do
you know how hard it is to get a non-pop, non-alcoholic drink?) or two
that was ok. We met up with the Smiling Man and Jay and sat and shot
the shit for a while. A nice ending to an ok day. A long day
anyway.