Dropped Missy off at the vet's this morning for her spay. Without her siblings, she was scared, poor little sweetie. Awaiting a call with a progress report.
Have to write my own obituary for sociology. It'll be pretty short, at a guess.
11:40 a.m.
Fuck, another school shooting. When I was in high school, Julie Brown released a novelty song with lyrics that ran, "Everybody run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun," and it was hilarious then. Not now.
12:00 p.m.
The vet's office called and Missy did well during her spay, so I can go get her this afternoon.
Oh, yesterday I saw the Star Wars trailer and I admit, it looks compelling. Bah, I'll eat my words and see the fucking movie. See? I'm not exempt from media manipulation.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 11:28 AM
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