last fair deal gone down

Things have been up and low. To be honest, things have been mainly good, and better than before, and I've been sleeping every night. Only just right now, I feel shitty, but that's because I'm tired. I tend to get really sad when I'm really tired. It's a very unpleasant thing about me and I'd like it to change soon. Please Santa.

It was my birthday yesterday, and it was mostly nice. My parents bought me the new iPod. Not the iTouch thingy, which I don't even know what that is, but the latest version of just iPod. I'm very pleased with it so far, but I haven't even tried to hook it up to my computer yet. Why is because my computer's been glitchy for a long time and refuses to update to iTunes 7.whatever. It also refuses to acknowledge that I've paid for anti-virus updates like more than twice, because it keeps giving me little alerts that I need to do that. Then it gives me the option of paying now, or having it remind me later. Apparently I can't choose the "lying monster I paid you already" option so I always have it remind me later. Which it does. Every day.

But my god. I can't believe I'm writing about computer trouble. Now I'll keep doing it: This could all be solved by me calling my all-knowing computer guy to come bail me out, but that's just too hard right now for little babies who are just getting over their insomnia, and walking the depression line. Depression on one side, happy little babies on the other.

More about my birthday.

My dog got sick. There was blood in her poo. Yes gross bad. I don't care how gross it is. I'd eat the stuff if it meant she was healthy. Sadly, this is not considered helpful. So I phoned the vet emergency (my Pop's Chocolate Shoppe, as it were) and they told me to drive down there right away, and I did, and there was some crying while driving, and some talking on the cell phone while crying and driving.

Since this whole blue period kicked in, my driving has gone to shit. True story.

Then we did the whole emergency deal and they said the usual, but a bit more optimistic, which was "we don't know, we'll do tests, you'll have to wait and see, but she seems bright and energetic, so that's a good sign". To which I scream (in my head, and still): THAT IS NOT NECESSARILY A GOOD SIGN. THE LONG-TERM ANIMAL EMERGENCY IN BURNABY SAID THAT SHE WAS STOIC, AS IN A DOG WHO SEEMS BRIGHT AND ENERGETIC EVEN WHILE LIVING WITH CRIPPLING PAIN, ETC.

I apologize for the all-caps. I realized halfway through that it was too much, but couldn't go back.

Anyway, we got some nasty-ass medicine and I drove straight (wildly straight) to the Murakami's house, where they were patiently waiting with dinner in the oven. What dinner, you dribble? Why, only Tuna Casserole, the dinner I love most in the world. And Kimi and Sachi make it better than anyone ever. Plus, Judah was there in an orange jumper and I love him and wouldn't put him down. Plus, Marian gave me wooden thief knives, so that now I can be a thief? In my mind? But with props, and one knife is named Sneak, and the other is named Take. My own brilliant mind came up with that, so bask in awe. Also, Sachi is making me some beautiful woolen accessories that are beautiful. She's very accomplished, our Sachi.

At some point during the night, proving that I'm better but not entirely, I let Judah bump his mouth on the table edge and we both starting crying. Me and a baby. It was so fitting and pathetic. He was fine, but I just couldn't stand seeing his famous "sad face". His mouth makes an upside down U. It is and was tragic and heartbreaking. So I wept.

Then I got over it and Sachi and Marian and I walked over to the Parade of Lost Souls on the Drive, where they block off the streets and Halloween-crazy adults run around being mental and setting things on fire. There, I learned that I'm afraid of close-proximity firecrackers. But there were some good costumes that I could appreciate on some costume-appreciating level, including a Lego man, No Face from Spirited Away, uh... I can't remember any others. But anyway. Sights to see. Places to go.

Today I went with Marian to Quilchena park with Happy and Moss. Happy did some almost semi-normal poo, sans blood (Yes, this blog features a lot of dog shit, sometimes with detailed analysis. I'm okay with that) and ran around with Moss and had a good time.

Later, we had sushi. My brother gave me $50 for a birthday present, which will come in very handy whenever I try to spend $50. I've also got a bunch of stuff from Amazon on the way, gift-wise. And, uh, I shouldn't be in such a bad mood.

Again, I'm just tired. Forgive me a lot. Everything will be better in the morning!