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So on Jun 16th, 2018 my Mom went to Walmart for our weekly groceries @ around 1:45pm - 2:30pm. I had been attempting to do the tasks/chores that she asked me to do and just like with these past 7-8 months I have been having a very sensitive stomach due to an side effect of my new medication. So when my stomach started to have it’s little fit, I went to lay down and wait for my stomach’s tantrum to pass by opting to take a short nap. When I woke up around 2:30pm - 2:45pm, I hear our 2 dogs getting excited and I’m thinking “Well, Mom’s home!” Because that’s what dog’s do when you come home, even when it’s just to go to the store and there’s other humans/people still at home. I hear my Mom say “Linus! Get down!” Linus is our Pyrador (Pyraneese/Labrador Mix), and he has a habit of jumping on the door preventing it from opening. My stomach is feeling a little better at this time, so I go to see what groceries need to be brought in and put away. I make my way to my Grandmother’s room (she lives w/ us ‘cause she’s at that age were she needs other people to help take care of her) so I can ask my Mom which toothbrush in our bathroom is mine. (That way I could get that nasty aftertaste of bile/vomit out of my mouth.) I open the door to my Grandmother’s room and there in my Mother’s arms is a new Black 'n White w/ a few spots, Labrador/Shepard Mix like our other dog Charlie! (Charlie is an all Black Lab/Shepard Mix.) I look at my Mother because she had been teasing me earlier on getting another dog, and I ask her “Are we keeping it? Boy or Girl? What did you name it? How old is it? Did it COST anything?” She answered “Yes we’re keeping it! Her name is Sally. She was being given out for free by this nice elderly couple next door to Walmart! Knowing my Mother, I just shook my head at her and said "You and your freaky intuition!” (She is really in tune w/ her gut/instincts, and her gut did it’s thing were it told her to “Go Here!”)

Oddly enough, I just remembered about a dream that I had a few nights ago were I was typing this exact post right now! FREAKY!  

Okay… I don’t know about you guys and gals, but… I’ve been living a pretty cruddy day.  I’ve also recently been doing some long needed personal self-discovery as well as personal character development. I also have discovered that I feel that I (with many others) have a rather rocky-relationship with my mother and the relationship that I and my observations of the people in my life. On top of all that, I keep getting these recent notions that my life is probably out of some kind of episode (or part of) theatre or media entertainment genre. I ain’t happy about it.

So I just got back from the movie, and I went to see the 2017 movie "Mother!" I only have one thing to say about it.  "OMG?! What the heck was that piece of crap?!" I'm not going to be having dinner tonight that's for sure. That was a snuff film disguised as a unplanned family get together. Basically... I WANT MY MONEY BACK!!! NEVER IN MY LIFETIME WILL I EVER SEE THAT THING AGAIN!!!

Okay, where do I begin. About a month ago one of our porch cats got a cyst on his eyelid. He's fine now and is now another house cat. Then one week ago our big puppy jumped on one of the windows on the side of our front door, and cut his up pretty badly. His stitches were good, and we had them removed the other day. However, now my mother and I discovered that one of our cats might have been bitten by a recluse spider. It's just one thing after the other! The worst part is we might not be able to do anything about it because we are tapped out of our resources. My father is helping to pay for the diagnostic exam, but I'm not sure how we are going to pull through this one. So to say that my family and I are stressed is a huge understatement.

 My laptop is currently having a mind of it's own, and it's pissing me off. The reason why is because the computer (main PC) that my mom uses is refusing to let me check my deviantart messages on it. So i'm forced to check them on my laptop which I normally don't have a problem with. But right now... something is wrong with my laptop and I cant use it worth... uh... crap. Yeah, that's a polite way of putting it! O-oh! I am s0-o frustrated right now!