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Okay, so here's a basic review of the week. I kicked myself for not taking off on Monday because it was STORMING, Zuko was up the ENTIRE NIGHT Sunday night having anxiety attacks and hence so was I, and I had a bloody nose. Thank God we were off on Tuesday. I had to take Daisy to the vet because I've been so afraid to trim her claws after the tooth-chipping incident that her dew claw RIPPED off it got so long and was hanging on by a bloody thread. Gross. Sometimes I really wish I could take a vacation from the pets. Is that horrible? Tuesday night I went to my co-worker's house for pork tenderloin, broccoli casserole, mashed potatoes, breadsticks, and my contribution, turtle pie from the freezer at Albertson's. Also, there was wine. Is it just me, or are this year's contestants on American Idol the worst we've ever seen? What is all of this hootenanny about LaToya and Fantasia? Are they forgetting about Tamyra, for Lord's sake? I spent lots of money last weekend. I got this lamp (the little one) in both this shade and in kind of a rosy red color and this shower curtain (the pretty embroidered one, it's almost like it's made out of a fabric-y rice paper) at Cost Plus World Market, my second home. Overall, I am just on a spending frenzy and I can't stop myself. Thanks to Elizabeth, I now have both of my curtains hanging up in my dining room, and I could not be more excited about them. I just hope they don't get smeared with mud or pee any time soon, because they are dry clean only. I am going to attempt to give up sweets for Lent except if it's a special occasion like my b-day or the shower. I need to stop eating so many cookies, candies, brownies, and assorted ice cream treats on a daily basis. I am going to hope that this rare experiment will also help my skin, which looks like ASS. My sister just informed me that a bag of Easter candy corn has 1400 calories. Awesome! I find that I can only eat candy corn once a year because I gorge so heinously that I never want to see it again and they make my teeth feel like they are going to disintegrate, and I haven't had my splurge yet this year. Maybe I'll wait until Easter morning. I also took Zuko to the vet this week to get his claws and anals done, during which it took the vet, two assistants, and myself to hold him down, and they all practically passed out while gagging with their tongues and eyeballs lolling out of their heads from the smell. That was definitely a proud moment for me as a dog owner. The next day, Daisy went back to get her teeth cleaned. I insisted to her repeatedly upon dropping her off that she wake up afterwards, and sure enough, she did. She was groggy and somewhat of a dead weight last night, but her back teeth are now sparkling and white and no longer look like someone took a poop on them. I'm still enjoying Survivor probably more than I should. I had severe heart palpitations when it looked like Colby was going to get voted off last night. I also found myself hollering, "Kick his ass, Boston Rob!" when he and Ethan met in the showdown, but then I felt guilty because he laid such a furious smackdown that Ethan's body nearly smashed into smithereens when he hit the side of the pool. Oh, well. Boston Rob has strength heretofore unappreciated by myself and probably the rest of the universe. Who knew he could bodyslam my Colby that way? I do wish with all of my soul that he would shave. I can only assume that Colby will find out that Jerri leaked his plan to Richard which is why Richard voted for him, and I hope he seeks sweet revenge. Normally I would applaud Jerri for wanting to pay back who booted her last time because I like her spunk sometimes, but not when it's my sweet fair Colby. I'm slowly but surely coming to love the new Indigo Girls album. My favorite song was initially "All That We Let In," but after seeing the live performance of "Come On Home" on the bonus DVD, it is totally the stand-out for me. If I had my druthers, the whole album would be just Emily and Amy and their guitars, but alas, it's not. The live performance of this song makes my heart ache, and I especially love it because there are no annoying audience cut-ins of people singing along, clapping along but not with the beat, or gazing moonily towards the stage. Producers of concert DVDs, take note: nobody wants to see that shit! Today we're having cake and ice cream for my birthday at work, and tonight my mom's making her homemade pizza at my request. I'm not sure what I'll do tomorrow. It's supposed to be a nice day, so hopefully I can spend some time outside. I might wake up early and go to yoga and then get some coffee. That's as far as I've gotten right now. Stay tuned for another guest entry from a lifelong friend. Here's a preview:  HOT.
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