No, I didn’t fall off of the face of the earth. Just been a little busy. I’ve finally had an obligation-free day – the first in nearly two weeks. My last weekend didn’t really count as days off because they were spent traveling, and then I had to turn around and work a nine day week. It wasn’t terrible. It actually went by more quickly than I had thought it would. I have another six day stretch before my next four day weekend though. That’s not too bad, and I’m sure if I can manage a nine day, a six day will be a cakewalk.

Anyway. My dog’s been sick over the past couple of days and I’m heartbroken. He finally starting eating today after refusing food for about three in a row, and I can’t tell you how freaked out that had me. He’s an old dog, but I don’t think it’s time to start saying goodbyes just yet. I’m keeping my fingers crossed. Lucky’s always been a spirited pup, and I just can’t imagine that we’d lose him over a little stomach bug. I guess this has been a real eye opener for me. I’ve always taken his presence in my life for granted, in a sense. If he pulls through this, I’m going to make sure his remaining days are among the happiest. More walks, more baths, more games of fetch, all that. I know it seems crazy to be this goofy about a dog, but he’s been my best friend ever since I was nine years old. Just wait ’til I have kids. Wow.

I guess I need to start being social and productive with my life again. I have nothing really noteworthy to write about. Same old: Desperate Housewives, Josh, work, friends, and just whatever.

Stupid internet.