oliver has worms. he puked some up yesterday. icky. so now we have to get medicine for all three of them, cause the vet said he probably gave it to nicki and franko. nicki has a lump on her chest. it's pretty big. but it's squishy, and the vet said it's probably just a fat lump, cause she's getting kinda fat, and cancer lumps are hard as rocks. ugh. why is it that when something goes wrong, something else does too? i'm doing laundry. for like, the first time in a month. arg. my landlord came by and brought some stuff for the walls. he's such a loser. we went tobogganing on sunday night. me, chris, ryan, ross, and ross's gf. don't even get me started on how he's going to break up with her cause he thinks he's too good. anyways, we went tobogganing after drinking a bit, and then drank more at the hill. it was fun i guess. yeah. i have no life. i need a job, but no where has called. so i think maybe i should just give up and go work at mc dicks or something. the mohawk by my house is hiring, so i'll apply there i suppose. anyways, i'd say call me nat, but how can you? maybe you should just send a letter, it might reach me faster. hardy har har. jk. the one, the only, laura michelle*