Sleeeeepy Hannah. The pug chewed up my glasses, to smithereens! Arg, they are nothing but bent wires now and I have no idea where my lenses are... I guess I should find them and see if they're salvagable. This depresses me. I really wanted to take out my contacts for a day because they've been bothering me but now I can't. Why can't anything I have stay good? Why is it that when I fianlly have just enough money to cover all my expenses, another decides to spring itself on me? I think I'm going to cry. I really liked my glasses.

Well, I'll be looking after the puppy at least till Monday night. It turns out the old owners did in fact use flea meds on it but they can't remember what kind, how much, or when... So basically, they're idiots. But maybe, just maybe the wobbling will be because of that toxin and it will wear off and hecan live a normal life. If not, I either have to find him a good home with someone who's willing to deal with it (it's not that bad, really. I hardly notice anymore) or figure out some way to do it myself.

I miss Josh... It was nice seeing him for a little last night but still... I just really adore the feeling of his arms around me, his heart beating with mine. Any night that I'm not sleeping in his arms is a restless one.

Drifting, Sleepy Huggles.