Capital Area Recreation, Tamsyn speaking...
And so ends week one of living out in the country to look after the senile dog. It's not as bad as I thought it was going to be, it's just a lot of driving that I don't want to be doing. Or paying the gas for. But whatever, the dog gets to snore all over the place, and I don't worry about him puking because he's scared of the floor. I'm working enough that I don't care when I get home that I'm not climbing into my own bed. And while I'm living without cable, satellite t.v. isn't terrible I guess. I do miss the kitty, but I know she's being well looked after, and I do stop in to see her and feed the fish everyday. Really, I guess home is where the bunny is.