ARRRRRGH!

sorry, just needed to be a pirate let out some frustration. i actually had a pretty good weekend. friday...well, friday was fan-freakin-tastic. and that's all i'll say about that.

saturday was a menagerie of good, bad, and ugly. saturday morning i found a note on my door informing me my dog had been impounded...like she's a fucking car or something.

so, i spent a good 2 hours trying to get some kind of answer that made sense out of animal control. yeah, no luck there. then i spent another 30 minutes dealing with the IDIOT dog napper (who came back to pick up harley). the story goes that chablis, deuce, and harley got out of Neighbor's yard and went for a little stroll around the neighborhood. they then decided to "charge" the grouchy old man that has a garage sale every weekend across the street. supposedly, harley bit the guy.

when homegirl from animal control told me this, i started laughing. probably not the best response, but the idea of ANY of those dogs biting someone is so incredibly absurd, all i could do was laugh. i told her that while i'm sure every sorry S.O.B. says their dog isn't a biter, but it's really true about these three. the whole story is just soooo uncharacteristic of them. i don't doubt they got out, but when they do that, all they do is walk down the alley and back up the block, so they can lay on the front porch. they are the biggest lovers you will ever meet. i find it incredibly difficult to believe they "charged" someone and that harley bit him without being provoked and threatened first. my dog wouldn't know how to bite someone if her life depended on it.

so, city ordinance says that a dog that bites a human has to be quarantined for 10 days regardless of their shot records. here's the kicker: fucking animal control asked ME to "catch" harley and put him in the truck. so, i put a leash on harley (who of course just climbed into my lap and gave me kisses) and walked him to the truck. i told him to jump in and he looked at me like "are you effing kidding me?" then the lady says "can't you just pick him up?" to which i switched into SuperBitchBiddy mode and said "first of all, it's YOUR job, not mine. second, i have 2 herniated discs and he weighs 65 pounds. I'M NOT PICKING HIM UP!" She then says to me "well, i'm not picking him up! he'll bite me!" she was fucking terrified of this loverboy. so i told her that she was just going to have to leave him there because i was already pissed off at them for multiple reasons AND there was no way in hell i was going to hurt my back even more to do HER job for her.
then, the stupid bitch took the hook and picked him up by his head swung him around to get some lift, slammed him up against the truck and finally got him into the cage. i'm surprised i'm not in jail because i totally went off on that woman. i'm totally reporting her. and filing a complaint with the city.

so, now i've got figure out how to get my dog out of jail. why she's in jail and deuce isn't, is completely beyond me. it's going to cost around $50 to bail her out, but guess what? i don't have $50 to spare! oh wait, i don't have $50 at all. hmmm
anydangway....

saturday night i was a third wheel went to the drive in with Friend and his girlfriend to see the new Batman movie. yep. i loved it (other than the awkwardness of being there with Friend and his girfriend). and i'm totally NOT a heath ledger fan, and thought he did an amazing job.

sunday, i did nothing. i spent most of the day in bed because i just could not wake up. i did finally get up and dressed and went to mimi's for supper (roast, squash, new potatoes, black eyed peas..yum!) and played with the Jake and Sushi for a while. then i ended up giving mimi a pedicure and watching big brother with her.

so, all in all i had a fairly good weekend. i'm hoping to have more days like Friday :-)
oh, but i have to let out one more ARRRRRRRGH!

can someone PLEASE tell me why i absolutely positively cannot for the life of me get my hair to look like this again (besides the fact that my awesome stylist did it)!?

seriously, i'm a hair retard. i don't have the proper motor skills to blow dry my hair straight with a round brush (which is ALL she did to achieve this look), i don't own rollers, my flat iron doesn't do the curl part well, and i'm pretty sure i looked like an 80's reject when i tried using a curling iron.

*sigh*

back to the ponytail we go...

p.s. new addition on the right! i'll randomly be changing it out so you don't have to endure my 3 mile long "i love" list all at once. you can thank me with monetary gifts and chocolate