||[Feb. 7th, 2010|12:04 am]
...I think when I tell myself that I'm not drunk, that means I should give it at least two more hours before I'm 100% sober, because wow, that last entry was embarrassingly sentimental and weird. I'm sorry for inflicting that upon you.
So a lot has happened - Christmas (I got money and a sock monkey and some marzipan and a sweet Gundam model from Ben that I put together on Christmas Eve), and I turned 23 on January 19th. My big gift from my mom was an amazing microplush queen-size heated blanket because my apartment is still so cold. Also, my apartment has ANOTHER leak that will never get fixed, so we're up to three now. I'm consoled by the fact that the leaks only occur when the furnace is on, so at least when spring gets here, we won't have to worry about them anymore. That's yet another reason for me to want spring to get here. I could move to the equator and never have to deal with winter again, and I wouldn't miss it. I'm serious.
( I lost my job a week ago.Collapse )
So, after I was let go, I came home to the news that Buddy's mouth infection spread to his heart. I'm still waiting on lab results about whether it's cancerous or not. For now, he's on five different medications, one of which is supposed to help out his heart. When I pulled them all out and lined them up in the kitchen, my sister and mom just gave me these looks, like wow. If his heart doesn't get better or the lab results come back cancerous, I'm going to throw in the towel. He looks so tired most of the time. Not just tired like in sleepy, but the real tired. And I'm tired, too, of seeing him in pain. It's completely possible that he'll make it through this fine, like last time, but he's had a lot of close calls lately. I feel like having a very sick person or animal in your life is always waiting for the other shoe to drop.
I'm at the house of these boys I'm babysitting so I can make ends meet. Next week, I'm helping my aunt take down some wallpaper for money, too. I'll be able to make it through this month financially okay, I think, but I've got to come up with something else. I've been looking for a first-shift job, and I'm thinking about doing some sewing for extra money.
One good thing to come out last month: I spent a lot of my free time playing Persona 4 and reading the Sherlock Holmes stories, and they're AWESOME. ♥ More on that some other time, because this entry's long enough and I told my sister I'd do her federal taxes for her if she brought me some burritos.
Edit: Oh god, I basically just sold my soul for some burritos. I do not want to do this now but have already agreed. Also, oh I forgot to mention this, a HUMONGOUS filling fell out of one of my molars about a month ago so all the spicy burrito fillings like the onions got stuck in it and were burrrrrrning. All sorts of food gets stuck in there throughout the day. It's like having a pantry in my mouth, except that sounds cool and this is actually gross.