D’nno why I felt the need to write here so early. I just did. I’m going to Wal-Mart to get some food for my dog, organizers for all of my make up, maybe a new train case, vitamins, and I think that’s it.

Uhm. Sons of Anarchy is a pretty badass series so far. Josh and I went to Red Lobster last night, ate a crap ton load of shrimp, then went back to his place to watch it. It’s totally a guy show, but the dude who plays Jax is pretty hot so… there’s at least one win in there. ;]

Lucky’s doing a little better. I did some research, and since he’s only been throwing up yellow muscus stuff, I read that it’s because his stomach’s empty and he needs food. The catch? The damn dog won’t eat anything but peanut butter sandwiches. I suppose he’s associated food with vomiting, so he refuses anything I try to give him. Stupid dog is going to starve himself. Wish me luck, I guess. I’m hoping he’ll try a can of wet food or something. Anything at this point, really. Ugh.

Shower time and shopping now. Woohoo.