Sarah and poop
So, I just got home from the new Hooka bar in Asheville and my dog, Sylus, was all acting funny when I came in the door. (By the way, found out my friend Sarah does not like the word poop and freaks out when people say it which is aweome…anyway, back to my dog) I come to realize (due to the wrappers on the floor) that he has managed to eat an entire candy bar that I accidently left in my shopping bags that are sitting on the couch from my "day o’ birthday cash" shopping spree. He may be in serious trouble but I am just going to have to keep an eye on him. This isn’t the first time he has gorged himself with chocolate because smart me hid a present for Wil in my closet and Sylus got that candy and ate it too. I heard chocolate is really bad for dogs and that it can kill them so I am really worried right now. On top of that, I had the weirdest night last night. My friends and I had game night and played this great game called Apples to Apples. Well, my friend Sarah invited some of her work friends which is usually cool. Not this time. There ended up being a major fight between Sarah’s friends, Sarah, and Sarah’s husband. It was so immature, I couldn’t even believe it. The girls were apologizing to me because it was my after birthday party and I didn’t even know what to say because I have never been around people who fight with each other over stupid shit.
So, now I am home by myself because Wil is at a youth lock in and I keep hearing shit. It is totally wiggin me out. Marcy, do you remember the time we were talking on the phone and I heard something drop up stairs in my house in Oteen and run across the floor so I had you call my neighbor and she totally came over and was like "I have a gun" which she didn’t and I went to her house. That’s how I feel right now. I have kids in my neighborhood that know me from school and I can see them totally fuckin with me which has made me go and put on my new shirt I bought today that has two people with a zoom camera on it with the words,"Neighborhood watch: We’ll get you sucka’s" Some how it makes me feel stronger.
March 19th, 2006 at 2:15 am
Don’t worry, Sylus will protect you, even if he’s sick on chocolate! I hope you’re OK, being home alone at night sucks.
I had forgotten about that time I called your neighbor, but now I remember. That was crazy! Did you ever find out if someone was in your house?