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November 4th, 2009

I'm having a strange week.

My sister finally bought a dog, a something something something mix. (It's one of those dogs who look eternally sad, that much I can tell you. Probably a great Dane mix with a Collie.) His name is ... Cheap. (Oy vey. Such a horrendous name.) Poor little thing; neither my sister or the brother-in-law could actually take care of their own dogs, so I wonder what will become of this one.

As for me, I'm not ready to deal with dogs yet. Gypsy was my dog: until she got too old to climb the stairs, she slept on my bed. I shared plenty with that bundle of love and I'm not sure I'm ready to share it with another dog yet. But, on the other hand, I'm sure that when I see the right puppy, I'll go for it.

Cleo, keeps breaking everything since she's now discovered *gasps* windowsills. Hilarious. Dad will clean up her mess in one room, and she'll break something else in another room, while Stella gives me that 'I didn't do it' look. I heart both of them so much. Steven and Anne-Lise remain afraid of Stella and call her a bitch. Not my fault she'll try to claw their eyes out - she don't do it with me! And she doesn't behave that way with any other stranger that comes to the house, so how badly exactly, was she treated at their house? It definitely begs the question, don't it?

Applying for Merrick Mayfair and Daniel Molloy over at a community whose name I can't spell right now. Quite looking forward to that. I've always loved to play Daniel.

Finally feeling a bit better. Managed to shake that 'I'll faint any second' feeling. Might go back to bed soon since nobody's on, but first, I'll reply to Micah. I'll have to do that later.