Jenmar - Really hot Freddy Krueger.

It's 0456 and I just finished the Newsletter.

I usually start at 2100; which gets me done right around midnight.

Tonight me and Yussie and Andy left at around 2130 to take the bus down the street to go to Sonic because I really wanted a chocolate cream pie shake.

We got back around 2330 at which point Freckles promptly pissed all over my bed.

After my sheets and blanket were in the wash and my back was popped (Nothing to do with the dog pee) it was 0130 by the time I got started coding.

I am so fucking tired. And I have about 10 days to finish my Big Bang and my Big Bang art for Hans.

All that's left on my Big Bang is to fix the porn and send it back to alazysod. Sadly? I don't know how to fix it because it's mostly sentence structure (I tend to start everything with one of their names and then go into an action).

Sofa. King. Tired.

Reason 43 why Michael Rosenbaum is Geeky Love.

Okay, fess up, who did this? If you're not reading this then odds are you don't know me (I'm not exactly well-known in fandom). I'm not mad, I think it's funny. If I had any free time I would totally fake that up like wendy and some others have.

I love the Heroes fandom so hard right now. It only took me like an hour and a half to do the Newsletter tonight.

I haven't talked much lately because I've been working on my Big Bang. I'm at 8,449 words right now. And the scene I'm doing has evolved like thus:

It started with Dean teasing Sam and not kissing him and then became Dean and Sam making out and getting interrupted and then Sam trying to give Dean a hand-job and giving up on the belt into Sam blowing Dean in the front seat of the Impala.

It's a good thing the parking lot they're in is (relatively) empty.

Puppy is doing well so far, he's responding well to the medication he got at the vet and is back to begging for people food.

Also? Tonight's South Park is their Zombie ep (Homeless people = Zombies). ♥♥♥♥

Freckles has Parvo.

If he doesn't get worse in the next two days he has a 75% chance of survival.

The vet they're coming back from wants $7,700 to keep Freckles for the next week. We're gonna make an appointment with a vet tomorrow. Yussie says that when one of Stephie's dogs got it they only had to spend around $4,000.

I'm trying to keep positive but... We don't have $4,000.

I'll keep y'all updated as we find things out.

The puppy is sick right now and we don't know why. He isn't eating and he's only drinking a little bit and all he's doing is sleeping (Which isn't like him). He's headed to the vet at around 1300 today.

Please cross your fingers for me, guys, with the way things have been happening in my FList's RLs lately I'm really scared for him. I know some of you may be thinking "it's just a dog" but he really isn't. Just any good thoughts at all would help, please.

Man. I forgot how very gay the ( spoiler ) scene in Sky High is. It's very much a Coming Out scene, and I don't think they even bothered trying to hide it.

Man, I love that movie.

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This weekend has sucked for me. But it's all a little better because the puppy is asleep on the bed next to me using the back of my right knee as a pillow for his head.

The dog has just broken another pair of my glasses.

I've had them for a month. One.

At least he didn't eat them this time, he just has this thing where he headbutts, it's a thing with his breed. And now the right lens frame is shattered and Dad is on his way to Mom's to nab my older, old pair.

And my crutches. Because my knee brace? Also dead. Just the top-most Velcro strap on the metal brace, but it's gonna cost around $500 to get it fixed. It is literally one strap, but they wont fix it and the place I go, they have to send it back to the maker for "maintenance."

I am now blind and more gimp-tastic than ever now. Whoo.

Oh, and according to that MyHeritage.com thing I look like either James Spader or Larry King. Yay.

I hate today.

We now have a small white and brown guinea pig named Pooh Bear.

Freckles cannot figure out just what it is. Pooh Bear's currently on Yussie's lap in the living room and the puppy is sniffing around by Yuss's legs and generally spazzing out.

Motherfucker.

Freckles just ate through the important part of my boxers. And not just any boxers, no, my Superman boxers.

*Twitch*

Puppy is home!

*Smothers Freckles with love*

And my mother is an ass and I have a feeling Joe's moving out very soon.

Ma told me CJ said he was gonna take the puppy to the pound today, because he's still not trained.

I told her that if she tries that Yuss will take the dog, leave, and never speak to her again.

We don't have hardly anything, we never have really.

That dog is just about the only thing Joseph cares about in this whole world and Mom is too stupid to see that.

Yuss treats Freckles like people treat their children. He shares his food with him and Freckles sleeps on the bed with him.

Can I just get a fucking do-over button on today? Please?