I love to make mia's tail wag.

Sometimes she is reserved, and not into the wag, wag, wag.

But I can whisper into her ear in a sing songy way, "I love my mia!" and that almost always elicits a wag of the tail.

moving on.

I'm home from work again.

I feel a bit better, but yesterday afternoon I just knew I had the flu or something. Chills, shivering under my covers, oy. I felt much better after the walk that Divo and I took. Anyway, cause the truck is in the shop, and cause I just didn't feel well, and cause I may be able to get my car today, I decided to stay home. My teaching partner's are the best and jumped in to help.

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ooooo fun! what ever happened to baby jane?!? the musical!!!!

DRAMA!

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I guess really I don't have much to say. I'm licking some wounds from laying myself bare yesterday. Questions were asked that picked picked picked. My short comings have been layed out in front of my parents, the people who's opinion of myself, holds the greatest sway over me. Well they know all now, and I don't really even feel like talking to them. I don't want to be bailed out, but that is the pattern they usually follow. I've been working on fixing my own mistakes, and would like to be able to continue to do that. I really don't need a bail out, I don't.

oy.