YAY! for pup being found and safe but WTeffingF?!?! at the animal control people?! I mean it's good they aren't giving your dog away to a stranger but still. WTF?
No, it's shiny! I like to meet new people. They've all got stories...
Kaylee ,'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
lisah - Feb 09, 2007 6:03:38 am PST #4681 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
Lee - Feb 09, 2007 6:03:59 am PST #4682 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
YAY for Doggie being safe. WTF to the animal control people.
amych - Feb 09, 2007 6:04:26 am PST #4683 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
Nope. Of course, if we DID have the same name, it's unlikely that the name-in-common would be the same one on the (admittedly out of date) dog license anyway. But they were like, "why should we believe that you have any connection? You don't even have the same name!"
Nora Deirdre - Feb 09, 2007 6:06:04 am PST #4684 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
"why should we believe that you have any connection? You don't even have the same name!"
Jackholes.
amych - Feb 09, 2007 6:09:09 am PST #4685 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Jackholes.
This my thought as well. If it was "we can only release him the person on the license" that'd be completely fine, but this sounded more like "we doubt your marriage is for real because of the name thing", which... just no. Do NOT say that to my face when we go over this afternoon.
Ginger - Feb 09, 2007 6:09:38 am PST #4686 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
That's insane. Can't they just confirm your address? Once you break your dog out of doggy jail, the PTB need a severe talking to. Think about how many people with different names could have a pet in common.
amych - Feb 09, 2007 6:13:35 am PST #4687 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Well, since they're an agency of the very same county where we filed both our marriage license and our joint ownership of our house, I'd think they'd be able to track down all kinds of information if they really needed to. (And I suspect it's a misspeaking jackhole at the front desk kind of jackholery and not an actual policy kind of jackholery. But I'm still mad as hell, now that I'm no longer freaking out about the existence of my boo-boo.)
SailAweigh - Feb 09, 2007 6:17:23 am PST #4688 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
amych, good news on finding the fuzzbut. Take one of your pointy things with you when you go to pick him up. Make those suckers think twice about dissing the name difference.
sumi - Feb 09, 2007 6:20:44 am PST #4689 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Happy Birthday suzi!
Aims - Feb 09, 2007 6:21:05 am PST #4690 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUZI!!!
YAY PUPPIES BEING FOUND!
The caps hurt my head. I am hungover. Met up with my high school friend last night. After consuming much KetelOne and tonic, I looked at her said, "M - why is it whenever I see you, I end up a little drunk?"
She almost fell off her stool laughing.
We gossiped and talked about parenthood and the horridness of LA and marriage and then we gossiped some more. And tried to figure out a way to plan our 15 year reunion. Great time was had and I'm so glad I went.
OTOH, the people at The Biltmore last night were ... interesting. M and decided it was a pimp convention. Until we saw the sign that it a memorial so we decided it was a pimp memorial.Seriously - the men were all dressed like Flavor Flav and the women? All of em AT LEAST 5'10", a size 2 (if that big), and dressed ... interestingly. My favorite was the one with a full length mink coat, Dr Zhivago fur hat, and silver sequined mini dress. Craxy.
So I left about 11:30 and tried to get on the Pershing Square train. I got lost and ended up IN Pershing Square. At 11:30 at night. A little bit drunk. I called Joe to let him know I was A) on my way home and B) lost in Pershing Square when A GIANT RAT RAN ACROSS MY PATH narrowly missing my feet. I turned on a dime and RAN to the 4th street station - the fear of getting the plague, ebola, mono, and fleas from a street rat made my memory kick in and pretty much rendered me sober. Thankfully, it was quiet on the train and I made it home without incident.
I came in this morning with a fishing hat and sunglasses. My boss looked at me and said, "Whatever were you drinking, you had too many."
I have just ordered pancakes and bacon.
(Er...sorry for the huge long post.)