My dog is insane. He cannot be controlled. He has turned reptilian. Because I have needed to train him to walk on eggshells, so N-Girl won't start up banging doors and so forth, and so literally endangering my life, my dog has stubbornly been internalising dysfunction, and become abominable to me. I need to have him airlifted out of here soon somehow. I ordered food to be delivered, which I do once a year. He would not shut up, crying in the bedroom, even starting to scratch the door. Poor bastard. I have been in fear of the N-Girl passive aggression to start up over all the noise, even though it is obvious I am trying TO CONTROL HIM FOR HER MENTALLY ILL SAKE. I was thinking of starting calls to peoples over the eventuality of me moving, but I have been too frayed, and I would risk N-Girl hearing me on the phone and attacking again. It's like I'm frikin Anne Frank. Which is the new pope, right. BTW - I'm lovin on this Pope, but more on that later. - http://news.yahoo.com/pope-wades-crowds-surprising-onlookers-184944876.html
One of my ancient Irish ancestors grabbed Saint Patrick's staph and stabbed him on the foot and every year I celebrate this by ordering Italian or Mexican food. Today, I ordered 3 enchiladas, cod, fries, sauer kraut, nacho & cheese salad. I wanted more salad, but they couldn't assure me that the taco shell salad used wheat instead of corn for the shell. Alas, no glutenised beer today. No wine, either. Pretty good decision, only costing me a little over $25. But why does all fish have to be BREADED in this country? Do fish, like, swim in from the ocean, up creeks through fields of wheat and then fishermen catch them and they are little loaves of bread, omg I have sacrileged... - http://www.davidbowie.com/vision?videopremiere=true
