My dog died.  He was my baby.  He got sick and was in pain, for days, I took him to the emergency room three times, and finally I took him to a different hospital and he didn’t come home again.  They said he probably had cancer in his spine. It’s been three weeks, today, since he died.

SB was punished tonight.  He’s miserable.  And it was all miserable.  Someone asked me about my feelings about SB getting punished and… it’s a long topic that I don’t have time to write about tonight, or the emotional energy, but it sucks.  And I hope it isn’t as sucky for him when I’m in trouble because if it is, I’m going to have to work much harder to not get in trouble. Sir said to be in bed at 9:15, which means I have 4 minutes.  So…  I’m going to move my ass. Goodnight world.

I was the only person from my work who showed up to a district thing tonight.  Other buildings had teams there.  I was the only one.  And nobody told me I was going to be the only one…  I expected seven other people to be there, too.  But they all quit.  I’m the only one who didn’t. I was embarrassed for my building, and for my staff. And I hung with some other people who were so negative about their kids… it made me depressed. And Sir has passed the plague back to me for a THIRD TIME!  Fucking hell! My ears are all messed up and its making me…