Here we are at the end of another exciting week. I'm sitting at the computer, sipping wine.. I just came in from feeding the deer that roams our neighboorhood, think Oreo's if you ever come face-to-face with one. Works every time.

The week at work was completely ordinary, way too much bullshit red tape and not enough time actually helping vets. I got one back today because a vet said his kid was in school, but didn't say when he started. Oh please!

The soon-to-be-Ex is spending the night whoopin' it up with Bessie, her dyke "partner". Oops, I mean "Soul Mate", I suppose there's a difference if one were to dig into the issue. Maybe I just need to work on the whole bitterness thing. Naw...

Eventually I'll turn this into an intersting site, but for now, who give's a shit, nobody's rading it so who cares?