Saturday, September 11, 2004

Yvette's taking me to the Vet

Poor girl, can't walk, her hind legs are lame. The girl on the phone at the vet said she (Yvette) was about 92 so hell, I guess this is as good a time as any to get arthritis. I just hope that anti-inflammatory/glucosamin-condroitin stuff works on her the way it did with Tyler... FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

Guilt. My favorite fuckin' finger on my left hand -- the middle of my three-part lesson... aargh.