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Ewwwe -hue-hue-hue, Oh the humanity!!!!! What a way to start off an entry, I know, but I just had the most jarring visual experience I have ever had in my entire life. Blech! I walk out to my mom's car right, and the car's locked so I end up waiting to get in for a minute while she gets in the car. And I'm lookin' around all over the place 'cause I'm bored. And then all of the sudden! I look down and hanging from the door of the car by one of it's poor little mangled feet is a dead frog that's been charred black and brown by the sun, to the point where it's almost unrecognizeable as a frog. It's so dried out that you can see it's rib cages. When's the last time you could count a frog's ribs? But appearantly they have them. Oh....it was almost unbearable. I am such an animal lover. I hate to see animals suffer like that. I guess it had been stuck like that for days and no one had noticed it. I was mortified when I saw it. Not to mention completely grossed out. xp . blaugh . But....the end comes for all of us someday...one day or another. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, may that frog rest in peace. But seriously, I borderline care too much for animals. One day I was at work, a few years ago, and I noticed a lizard on the sidewalk that had somehow burnt one of it's legs down to a nub and was barely making it on three legs. And I saw the potential for someone to really abuse it, just because it was small and already injured. So I picked it up and tried to carry it across the parking lot to safety. I got halfway to the tree I was going to drop him at and that dang thing bit me. Held on to my index finger for dear life. Used every killogram of pressure his little teeth could exert. Lol. But I didn't care. I carried him all the way to the tree without dropping him. And I'm sure he lived a much happier life because I saved him. And he has a place for me in his little lizard heart. Poor little disabled lizzard. And then there was the time I came face to face with a mole cricket. That's an interesting story too. Somehow the poor little thing had made it all the way into the womens restroom overnight without being discovered. Now this was early morning, and thank goodness not a whole lot of customers had needed to use the bathrooms by then, because I know what most women would have done in my position had it happened to them. That thing wouldn't have made it 'til noon. They would have screamed and thrown a shoe at it, and said Die little vermin, die. But, the quick thinking, kind mannered individual that I am, I reacted calmly and rationally. I gathered up some paper towels, because I didn't know if it was venemous. I picked it up. And I studied it really carefully. Looked it square in it's beady eyes and determined it was harmless. Then I walked straight outside with it and bid it bon voyage. I didn't mutilate it, or cause it any harm. I'm animal lover good samaritan. Ooh! And I was happy yesterday because I found out one of my friends is an ASPCA supporter. Me 2. I actually thought about volunteering my time there to get some community service out if the way so I could get a scholarship for college, but then my car died and I didn't have the time. They kinda didn't need me anyway. They asked for like 3 or 4 hours a month. And I'm like s**t! I'd be down there every week! You couldn't keep me away. Now you could, just dangle the Gaia carrot in front of me. Lol. No...must...keep...animals...first! My doggie would not be happy with me if I did not pledge to care for and defend all strange animals. And....FYI, I got my doggie pal from SPCA. My baby...my boo. blaugh . Ahh, now I feel better. Not thinkin' about that poor little frog any more. Though I did see a dead cat earlier tonight in the middle of the road on the way home. =-(. It had it's head like completely torn off. eek . Ha ha. I remember I had an air freshener for my car that was like this road kill cat with tire tracks across it's mid section. Original. Witty.
Ok, that's enough for tonight. Moral of the story, be sure to kiss your pets good night sometime today. Tell them you love them. And keep them off drugs. 3nodding . Well, goodnight/morning, off to bed.

Oh, by the way... cry BK never called when he landed....wahhhhh, he lied. He treats me like s**t. Nah, just kidding, probably just busy, but he did promise. Promise + does not keep promise = lied to me crying crying crying .