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.