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allfireburns) wrote2009-07-21 06:14 am
allfireburns) wrote2009-07-21 06:14 am
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The sky looks pissed, the wind talks back, my bones are shifting in my skin...
So... I was going downstairs to bring Beka dry clothes so she could go out. As soon as I opened the door, the dog bolted. Not just running up and down the walkway like she usually does, she went right downstairs and out to the parking lot.
I spazzed and ran outside to catch her. In slippery flip-flops. In the rain. Ace, apparently, ran inside downstairs when Beka and Jaqui opens the door, but because of the rain, I didn't really hear that, so I ran downstairs to see if I could find the dog (who was now out of my sight, and I had fears she might be in the street).
The ground downstairs? FULL OF PUDDLES AND SLIPPERY SIDEWALKS, because hi, epic Arizona thunderstorm. Running across one of those slippery sidewalks, in my slippery, slippery flip-flops, I fell. And twisted my ankle. And then couldn't get up, so I just sat there in the rain for a little while until Beka came out to help me.
...then, it's me and Beka's anniversary. Holidays and birthdays and shit are, traditionally, disastrous for us. I really should have expected this. So now I'm sitting here, dripping, with a blanket wrapped around me and an icepack on my ankle, and our apartment smells of wet dog. I am having a Sam Tyler day. I step outside and THE WORLD FALLS DOWN ON MY HEAD.
At least there are no Hummers.
I spazzed and ran outside to catch her. In slippery flip-flops. In the rain. Ace, apparently, ran inside downstairs when Beka and Jaqui opens the door, but because of the rain, I didn't really hear that, so I ran downstairs to see if I could find the dog (who was now out of my sight, and I had fears she might be in the street).
The ground downstairs? FULL OF PUDDLES AND SLIPPERY SIDEWALKS, because hi, epic Arizona thunderstorm. Running across one of those slippery sidewalks, in my slippery, slippery flip-flops, I fell. And twisted my ankle. And then couldn't get up, so I just sat there in the rain for a little while until Beka came out to help me.
...then, it's me and Beka's anniversary. Holidays and birthdays and shit are, traditionally, disastrous for us. I really should have expected this. So now I'm sitting here, dripping, with a blanket wrapped around me and an icepack on my ankle, and our apartment smells of wet dog. I am having a Sam Tyler day. I step outside and THE WORLD FALLS DOWN ON MY HEAD.
At least there are no Hummers.
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*CUDDLES* I'm sorry The Buffy/Sam Tyler Effect is taking hold hardcore. Mrrrh. ♥
FEEL BETTER. <33
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Thank you, though. YOU FEEL BETTER TOO. I AM SORRY YOUR DAY HAS SUCK.
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I'M SORRY YOUR DAY ALSO HAS SUCK. AT LEAST THERE'S A DOCTORFERRET.
Man, here's a continuation of how bad today sucks. I wanted to throw Devon at him while I'm stuck here in WORK HELL and then realized I can't remember his password and I have no access to email to change it. WHY DOES TODAY HAVE ALL THE FAIL?
If I need cute bad enough, I'll just throw Des at him, BUT STILL. XD
*...scritchDoctorferret, just 'cause*
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Argh. I'm sorry. All my characters have the same password, but you have ALL my sympathy. But yes. If you would like to tag him with Des, I am so up for that. Doctorferret loves Des!
The Doctor loves Des too, but probably not quite as enthusiastically. And not with his teeth.
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AND YES, DOCTORFERRET WILL HEEEEAL THE WORLD. Hee, I probably will throw Des at him if I don't attempt to hitchhike my way out of the office. I need the shameless adorable of Doctorferret gnawing.
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*snuggleloves*
Stupid Sam Tyler, having to get hit by shit. Feel better, bb. <33
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