So I'm having a bad day. It started off great but has now dwindled down to exhaustion and upset. All I want to do is go crawl into bed and sleep it all away but I can't because Chris is playing at Hunter's in 2 hours and I promised I'd be there. The group of people who were going to come along have all bailed on me which sucks but there's nothing I can do about it this far into the game so I'm going to go solo. Yipee. Plus my computer crashed on me, which is so incredibly inconvenient it's not even funny. We're getting to the point in the semester in which the work is piling up and the assignments are due and it's all on my laptop. I really want to cry right now. So I have to somehow find the time tomorrow to bring it somewhere where it can hopefully get fixed. Where am I going to find this time you ask? I have no idea! Now I sit here using Chris's computer wishing I had my own. Oh, and one of my best friends is angry at me and I'm just sick about it and feel helpless and stupid and assholish. Yes that is a word. Do not try to fight me on it at the moment.
I really didn't want to use this blog to rant tonight but I saw a news story that just sent me over the top so I started ranting about the above problems and I couldn't not talk about the story considering the post I put up yesterday. A man in BC got sentenced 6 months in jail for beating a puppy to death. A 3 month old puppy! He beat it to death and blames it on alcohol and steroids. Yep. Drunken roid-rage is his excuse. What is wrong with people?
But don't worry everyone. It's OK because he's getting 6 months in jail, drug/alcohol treatment and can't own any animals for 10 years. What a relief. The SPCA people were apparently thrilled at the sentence so I guess this is a rather large sentence for this kind of act. I'm incredibly curious to see what that guy at Whistler gets for killing all of those dogs. Only time shall tell I suppose.
I'm sorry for the ranting. I really am. Blogging such an easy way to get it out.