Yea that's him looking so cute and innocent, he's not. Tonight I took he and Rex out on a walk on the farm, nothing new. But I was about 3/4 of the way home and I had to go though a fence so I stopped and realized that Ace hadn't caught up with Rex and I. I waited. Nothing. I called. Nothing. I started backtracking and calling. Nothing. By this point I've been yelling for the dog for probably twenty minutes and I'm getting horse, the sun's setting, its getting rather cold and I'm pissed to put it very mildly. I spent probably a good half an hour yelling for that damn dog and nothing. Notta. Zip. Zilch. I'm to the point where I pretty much told him that he could just sleep out in the woods and I was going home. So I hike my ass up Mt. Olympus and lo and behold moron is laying that the top of the hill and looking at me like 'where the fuck you been pokey?' To add to that he reaks. I don't mean like wow stinky dog, I mean he didn't just get skunked he'd mated with one or something he's horrible!!! I mean my eyes were watering when he just walked by me! And you could taste it, that's probably the worst cause its like it won't go away, it just lingers. Stupid dog, as many times as he's been skunked you'd think that he'd realized that playing with the lil black and white critter means stink... Apparently he hasn't made that connection. Tomorrow I get to mow the lawn (can you sense the excitement?) I hate that job. I'm probably going to get a sinus infection. The one thing I'm allergic to and I get the job. Yay me. Speaking of jobs though, I haven't heard back from anything yet but hey its only a couple of days after I turned in an app. *crosses fingers* I want out of that store so bad. And as those of you who are serial readers know, I'm a notorious quiz thief so he's my latest stolen piece:
10 LAYERS OF ME
LAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tal, Kat, Red I answer to about anything.
Birth date: 09-20
Birth place: KY
Current Location: home
Favorite Color: I’ve been on a red binge lately but I have a lot of favorites, love black though.
Hair Color: Red. Very bright red.
Righty or Lefty: Right
Zodiac Sign: Virgo
LAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE
Your heritage: Irish (very obvious), Scottish, some German and a lil Native American.
What shoes did you wear today: Heels and tennies
Your weakness: Howling of a coyote. Gives me the chills.
Your fears: Lycans.
Your perfect pizza: Super thick crust and only cheese.
Goal you'd like to achieve: Travel around the world and somehow get paid for it.
LAYER THREE: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW:
Your most overused phrase: ‘no comment’, or 'this should be on guitar hero' maybe.
Your thoughts first waking up: I hate you alarm!
Your best physical feature: I get told different things, I dunno… eyes?
Your bedtime: Sometime in the early hours of the morning.
Your most missed memory: Hanging out with some of my buds in HS.
LAYER FOUR: YOUR PICK:
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi if I have to choose… RC please!
McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King
Adidas or Nike: Adidas or Puma.
Lipton Tea or Nestea: Don’t care.
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate usually, depends though I like vanilla ice cream.
Cappuccino or coffee: Coffee
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Smoke: no way in hell.
Cuss: yea, nasty habit
Have a crush(es): Meh, I think we’re past that stage.
Liked high school: Hated the people.
Believe in yourself: Self inflating ego.
Get motion sickness: Nope, like a rock.
Think you're a health freak: I’m beginning to get that way…
Get along with your parents: Yea, its rare we have a real fight.
Like thunderstorms: *nod*
LAYER SIX: IN THE PAST MONTH
Drank alcohol: Am right now…
Gone on a date: yep
Gone to the mall: Unfortunately… I needed games damn it!
Been on stage: Not that I recall…
Eaten sushi: I don’t do fish.
Been dumped: Not this month.
Gone skating: wanted to.
Gone skinny dipping: nope.
Dyed your hair: Never.
LAYER SEVEN: HAVE YOU EVER
Played a game that required removal of clothing: probably and don’t remember it.
Gotten beaten up: No, you hit me your getting your ass handed to you.
Changed who you were to fit in: Ha no way.
LAYER EIGHT: GETTING OLDER
Age you hope to be married: Whenever its right, age is nothing but a number.
Numbers of Children: none.
Describe your dream wedding: Can we elope and just throw a party?
LAYER NINE: IN A GAL/GUY
Best eye color?: I love blue eyes but I don’t care.
Best hair color?: I have this thing for blonde's but again theirs more to a person.
Short or long hair: Whatever.
Best first date location: idk.
Style: fun, intelligent, witty, smart alek.
LAYER TEN: IN THE NUMBERS
Number of people I can trust: I can county them on one hand.
Number of CD's I own: I unno, fifty? I d/l everything now.
Number of piercings: 3.
Number of tattoos: none, save the sharpie ones I randomly give myself.
Number of times been on TV: A few times.
Number of times my name has appeared in the Newspaper?: Never bothered to look.
Number of scars on my body: A ton, damn you dirt bike!
Number of things in my past that I regret: Nothing.
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