Dogs should never have been domesticated

Been house-sitting all this (last?) week and now until Tuesday. 2 dogs, a 2 year old Golden and an old hairy weiner (dog). I hate dogs. Why I'm suddenly responsible for 2 of them is beyond me, the only explanation I have is that the owner wants to pay me sums in excess of one hundred dollars to take care of these animals while she's on her fabulous cruise. And of all things she leaves a known HOLE in the fence so I can't just put the dogs outside (where they belong and forgetabout them, no, I have to pay constant attention to make sure they're not crapping where they're not supposed to, which is ridiculous. I patched it last night but no, he got through again.

I could complain more but... it's getting old. Nobody has sympathy because, after all, it's a paying job and isn't that what you want? Huh? You just lost that lousy job at Stadium Flowers, now you're complaining because you don't like another? Come on! Suck it up! Everyone's gotta work at things they hate!

But man alive, does listening to that get old quick. It's my job dammit, I'll complain about it as much as I want, as long as the dogs aren't dead or psycho (debatable), my work is OK.

Come on psyche... just 2 more nights and then you can see your own bed again. You've had worse, don't fail me now.

Backaches and head pain

Programming has been the death of me this quarter. Some days I wish I could program on a 1GHz laptop with a 17" screen and virtual theater surround sound... as if that would make the work any easier. Somehow I think it would. Maybe if the 1.2GHz comp we already HAVE was working this would be, like, fun or something. Maybe. Maybe I'll change my major to music and forget this crap. I tell you, no matter how much I get used to programming, I still don't want to do it for a job. It just doesn't sound like any fun whatever.

Me and mom spent over an hour wrestling with Fall Quarter Schedules. What is it about college that makes people want to kill themselves? My friend Josh (see friends->beastofexmoor) contemplates suicide only occasionally, but often enough to make me wonder if it's a trend...

off to Mexican food for dinner. Must be mother's day.