Stress stress stressin'

continuous paranoid feelings about my car and tons of schoolwork are just eating away at me. I need a hug or a shot or both at the same time.

anyways, I just divulged in a little retail therapy to make myself better (it's not really helping). thank the lord for Forever 21 and their free shipping after $50. cleaning my room is making me feel a little less panicked. I know right now everything feels like it's falling all around me but I know it'll pick itself back up and everything will be okay again.

OKAY other than this week being kinda crazy, I was grateful for this weekend even though I had to work yesterday and moved around tons of files/lifted really heavy boxes. I'm determined to become the greatest file clerk my work has ever seen. Bryan and I went to Freebirds on Friday after we weren't sure if we really should go. it was so worth the 10-15 minute wait in line. Saturday, obviously I worked which was probably the sweatiest I've ever gotten there but it's really worth it (how many times can I say "worth it" in today's blog. LET'S FIND OUT.) because it makes it easier on me. also, our service manager found this in the trunk of someone's car in the shop

"love thy neighbor as Jesus loved his dragon"

hello darkness, my old friend

the past couple of days have just sucked. I've been (still am, tbh) behind in school, and on Saturday we found out my dad's Aunt Pat passed away (she had been losing her battle with lung cancer for about a month or so) and then this morning, my mom dropped a huge bombshell on me: they're having our oldest dog, Jessie put down. this is honestly the second worse passing I've experience, the first being my grandfather. we've been having heart worm problems with her for about a year on top of her just being old in general (she was 14, which apparently = 81). she was our little rescue dog. My mom, sister and I went to the Denton Arts & Jazz festival (which is exactly what it sounds like) and my sister wandered off with some of her friends when my mom and I went to the ASPCA tent. we weren't even thinking about getting a dog, we just love animals and want to love all over them. then we saw her, giving us the perfect brown-eyed "please take me home look". we asked if we could see her and they let her out of the cage and we petted and fawned all over her and told them we'd come back after they kept trying to get us to adopt her. we made our rounds and saw another couple looking at her, which made my mom want her more. after talking them down $20 and learning that we had just saved her from being put down, we got her.

she was just the sweetest dog I've ever known. I can't say how happy I am she was part of my family. my sister called me today to let me know that she was going to pay to get her individually cremated and bring the ashes to my mom, who sobbed when she broke the news.

now enough of the sad shit, time for cute Jessie Moof-Moof White pic spam:

Rest in peace, you most perfect cowdog.