wittering (about nothing important at all)

It was a puppy-tastic weekend:  the adoption place where we got Domino has a puppy easter egg hunt every year, and so we hopped in the car with our dirty dog and went to go hunt plastic easter eggs filled with doggie treats.  It's a great way for Domino to visit with other dogs, and we were hoping to see the people who we'd adopted her from there, so they could see how much progress she's made now that we've had her for a year.  Sadly, they weren't there, but they did have someone in an easter bunny costume, so we got a picture taken with them, and it's really cute.  Perfect picture of Domino, if I do say so myself.  She looks a million times healther than she did in her photo from last year.  And on the really fun side she/we hunted down one of the "special" golden eggs that were actually well-hidden (since the rest of the eggs are sort of nestled at the edges of grass borders so the dogs can find them, and usually the dog sniffs at the egg and moves on, and the owner is the one who cracks it open and hands over the treat).  The special eggs are prizes, and we ended up with a basket of doggie treats, some dog shampoo, and a squishy toy.



Then:

And now:



This lead to me thinking it was a great idea to wash the dog at home.  Never again.  NEVER AGAIN.  Not that she did all that badly in the bath, but after she got out there was that "getting water off" shake, and she probably sprayed all four bathroom walls and possibly the ceiling.  It is not fun to clean that up after cleaning the dog.  The N & D spent half an hour brushing her wet hair while she was on-leash outside.  I spent the rest of the day combing her hair with a metal comb, trying to get some of her undercoat out.  She looks 5 lbs lighter now, and she's definitely far more pettable, but dear gods.  This is why we take her to the $7 dog wash place - not only do they have endless towels, when she shakes the only thing she gets wet are the floor and us, and we get smocks.

today we did coffee (another trip, car ride and all, that involves doggie fun), and that was good even if I froze way to fast.  But sometimes that happens when the wind is going and it's not exactly super warm.


I've got to have a second (coherent) draft of my thesis done by the end of next week so I can impress my advisor (and give it to my other reader) and I'm worried because I don't have the translations done that I need done, and I don't know if I'm going to be able to finish them in a week.  And it's frustrating to have to say that outloud.

I think I left my copy (the only copy) of the movie I'm going to be teaching on in two weeks in the ActLab, and I'm not sure if it's still going to be there.  Which means I'll be buying another copy of it.  And rushing it to myself.

I have to fed-ex crap back to USC (ok, that's not a bad thing, but just part of the 'to do' in my brain)

Ok, and last but not least, and old friend from college is annoyed at me because i haven't responded to some of her messages on facebook, and it's my own fault for asking the third person about her moods (i kind of had a feeling), but a large part of me is ... just bummed and sort of annoyed right back.  This is part of the reason why communication stopped between us after college - because i didn't always respond the way she wanted me to.  And (since anybody who's ever read my lj knows) i kind of suck at being on top of communication.  I'm WAY WORSE at facebook, because I just don't want to be on it.  Dont' ask me why.  It's just the way it goes.  I spend an evening being "on" and then I'm done with the thing for a week or two.  But I am in her dog house now, and the part of me that wants to please everyone immediately felt like i should log onto facebook and send an apologetic email for being such a crappy respondant.  And the other part of me is frustrated because NO.  People know i'm not the best correspondant, and i'm not ever going to change, and either it is something that bothers you or doesn't.  It's not something i have to feel guilty about.  Because I'm me, and I haven't changed, and because other people seem to accept me just fine without making me feel guilty for not responding to every (or even most) emails. 


And ok, I feel much better just having gotten that out.  Now, back to reading about High and Low and King's Ransom, HAHA!