Had a strange dream last night that I was moving to a new apartment and that I decided that I wanted to adopt a puppy. Strangely enough in my dream, Jason didn't want me to adopt a puppy because we had just adopted a kitten. Now in real life the kitty adoption would never have happened and Jason would be all about adopting a dog. So we go to the humane society. When we got there, I got a tearful call from devvie saying that she had to give Chelsea up for adoption because she couldn't take her with her (WTF? Not the One Puppy!) and asking if I could adopt her instead of any other dog. So I said "yes of course" and began looking all around the shelter for her. So we find Chelsea, and they had given her the most ridiculous haircut ever (something like a poodle cut). She looked so sad but when she saw me she jumped up and put her paws in my hands (awwww...). I have the worker come over and I tell her that I had to have Chelsea. They were real reluctant to give her to me (how rude!) but I eventually convinced them that I would be the best human for her. We take Chelsea home and she immediately decides that she wants to poop on the floor, so I'm dragging her over to paper to do her business while at the same time telling everyone that would listen that she is house trained, she just must be nervous being in a new home. Later in the dream, I'm taking her shopping into all these chic doggy shops buying her cute ribbons and collars. I kept emailing devvie pictures of Chelsea to let her know that her doggie is happy and well.
Twas the strangest lil dream.
Today I am going to work very hard again, and try not to murder the 2nd vendor that just quit on me for what he claims is "delayed receipt of invoices". The reason this one pisses me off is that he has delayed me over and over again on doing work, and the only unpaid invoices for him were just given to me on Friday. I'm so biting my thumb at that sir. (bonus points for those who got that reference.)
Craig last night? Cuuuuuuuuuuute. That Slash wig had me in stitches as did most of his monologue. But my favorite part was when he was reading the emails. First of all, what the hell was that woman refering to with the "Crispy or Puffy" question? Do I even want to know? And the guy writing that he should wear tighter pants? Ahahahah, Craig gave him the "You're insane and I'm just tolerating you so that I can make a quick exit" look, previously known as "Susan Clark in Glasgow is just insane" look.
Speaking of Craig, I had done a little trading with a rare Craig movie that I bought off Ebay with some fellow fans, and one sent me the grand prize. I knew that she was sending me a copy of "The Ferguson Theory" (which is a Scottish thing he did not available in the US) but she also sent me an entire 6 part series that he did back in 1993 called "The Dirt Detective" (which I didn't know he even did!). The second one isn't in the best quality, but hey, having is better than not having, and I am able to make short clips out of it to share with the less fortunate. Not to mention he's sooooooo sexy in that series, dressed in leather, biker boots, and a long black trench. He looks so punk, even slicking his hair back *melt and sigh*. Let's just say that I'll be watching all of that in the next couple of days.
Well that's all we have time for this morning. Catch us next time when our special guests will be MMFH (maintenance man from hell) and music by David Usher.