Kirk’s Purple Paw Print Pin

The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.
-Mahatma Gandhi

See this lovely purple paw print pin attached to the lapel of my jacket? I got it from an awesome place called the Animal Rescue Site, one of several websites run by the Greater Good Network.

The Animal Rescue Site focuses the power of the Internet on a specific need — providing food for some of the 27 million unwanted animals given to shelters in the U.S. every year.

Now, here’s the part that’s coolest of all. You can help without giving up anything more than the time it takes to click your mouse. Once a day, you can click the giant, purple button on this page and by doing so help fund food for abandoned animals all over the United States! What a fantastic way to make a difference! Even the overwound business-major types out there can appreciate that kind of return-on-investment.

So why not go ahead and bookmark this page and then visit it daily for a quick click? It’s such a small thing. Takes but a moment. Come on. Help the Animal Rescue Site take advantage of the magnificent power of the Internet and feed thousands of unwanted animals. Clicking for a good cause is a heck of a lot of fun. Try it. You'll see!

BONUS: Sign up with the site and get your own Purple Paw Print Pin!*

Now go. Puppies and kittens all over the country are counting on you.

*While supplies last.

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Today I woke up with a heavy heart and a throbbing head. Drank about 10 gallons of water and decided to do some shopping therapy. Because I don’t have enough clothes. I should really be ashamed of myself. I bought some clothes and wine. Came home and tried to take a nap. I can’t relax. So, I just finished cleaning my clothing closet. I usually do this right before autumn, but I figured it was something to do. If I hadn’t worn the item of clothing in one year, I chuck it. Five trash bags later…yes I said FIVE trash bags…my closet is perfection. Sorted by color. Everything folded or hung up. Febreezed. Even my shoes are in order. Now, I have to take the trash bags to a local charity that gives the poor the clothing. Trust me, someone is going to get some great things. I hope they enjoy them.

I’m so wasteful and spoiled. It’s fucked up.

I went to Petsmart today to get some food for Ms. Stella and they were holding their weekly adoption fair. Why must I go on days when they do this? It breaks my heart to walk by the cages and not take all of those babies home. Anyhow, I go over to see the kitties (my apartment isn’t big enough for a dog or I’d have one) and before I knew what I was doing, I had an adoption application filled out and was being shuffled into the room with the cages. Now, I know it would be very good for Stella to have a companion. She was pissed when I went back to work this week. I tell the woman I have a 9 month old kitty and I need a cat that is kind of mellow and won’t attack Stella. They let me hold a couple of the cats, but I don’t feel a bond with any of them. I look down at one of the cages in the bottom row and a pair of eyes take my breath away. There was a gorgeous black kitty staring at me, meowing. He looked exactly like my beloved cat Dutch, who passed in December. I said I needed to hold that cat and they informed me that if I were to adopt him that I’d have to take his brother too. They open the cage and this cat jumps on my lap and starts licking my face. I can feel him pressing himself closer and closer into me. Then his brother jumps up and starts doing the same thing and I know that these are coming home with me. I tell the woman that I’d love to adopt both, but I can’t afford the adoption fee for both. She said that they wave the second fee if I take both. I say that I don’t know if I can afford triple the expenses of a pet. I don’t buy the cheap food. All of my cats have always gotten the best, Hill’s Science Diet. She says that they will give me enough coupons to get me through a couple of months. I stop arguing and look down at the two babies (Spencer and Sidney) on my lap and you all know what happened next. I said that I wanted them. They told me they need to verify my references and speak with my vet and if everything was okay I could probably pick them up next weekend. Three cats. That’s a lot. I promise that I won’t turn into a crazy cat lady. Trust me on this. Right now I feel like giving up, but I won’t.

What is really going to make me drink myself into oblivion tonight is that my sister is pregnant. My younger sister. She called me tonight, crying with joy. I’m very happy for her. It’s wonderful. It just makes me more aware of how my body has started giving me shit because I haven’t let it do, biologically, what if feels it should be doing (for the slow people out there–the ticking biological clock) and how I’m not getting any younger. Another thing that makes me want to give up, but I won’t.

I have the wine ready. I can’t decide on whether I feel like working out tonight or not. It’s fucking disgusting outside. I probably won’t. Instead, I will take a hot bubble bath and drink a bottle of wine and watch bad TV and wallow in self-pity. Ha. How pathetic is that?

Update: I’m sufficiently tipsy. More than that. I think I drank the whole bottle. I just ran into the door and hurt my shoulder. I’m wearing ruffled panties, a black tank top, and my favorite high heels because I need to feel pretty. Why did I just write that? You don’t care what I’m wearing. This isn’t phone sex. Fuck. What am I talking about? I’m about ready to get my groove on because there’s fuckall on the TV. Led Zepplin’s ‘Whole Lotta Love’ is on. Anyhow, I just finished watching a weird movie and it had an old folk song in it that I forgot about. I put the lyrics here because people need to hear it.

The River is Wide

The river is wide I cannot see.
Nor do I have light wings to fly.
Build me a boat that can carry two
and both shall row, my love and I.
My love is like the lofty tree.
It shudders fierce and then sways free.
If it should fade when the summer’s through,
she’ll bloom again when the spring shines through.
When love is young, then love is fine.
Just like a gem when first it’s new.
But love grows old and waxes cold
and fades away like the morning dew.

I spell checked this bitch 10 times.

Anothr Update: I just made my famous brownies because the wine has made me crave cigarettes and I quit, so I will have dark chocolate brownies instead. Really, why am I single? I’m baking brownies at 11 PM in my panties and a tank top with heels on. I did put my apron on cause I don’t want to get messy. And I’m drunk so I’m way easier than I normally am. I’ll let you lick the spoon. Oh god, I need to stay off the computer. What am I talking about? My house smells like chocolate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Spell checkd ths bitch too.

很久以前就知道导盲小Q的故事。但一直没能看到，今天终于看了．这是一个很平淡的故事，讲的是小Q出生到训练成一只优秀的导盲犬，直到死的故事。

整个电影从头到尾都是用第三人称在讲小Q的故事，唯一的第一人称就是小Q睡着了梦见他钟爱的玩具小熊的时候，他的顽皮，聪明还有善解人意。

以前看日剧的时候就觉得日本导演拍的片子刻画人物心理之细腻，这一次再次得到了证明。 整个电影，哭了n次，小Q和相处过的人分别的时候，小Q顽皮的时候，小Q的盲人主人渡边先生去世的时候，小Q茫然的看着静静的躺在那里再也不能动的主人的样子，小Q老死的时候，在他弥留的时候他又一次梦见了小时候陪他玩耍的玩具小熊。

看了电影，看得我开心又难过，喜欢小Q也喜欢电影的感觉。大了的小Q就成了威武的导盲犬，虽然眼神里还是有些傻傻的……

小时侯好好玩和兄弟姐妹一起看樱花．渡边先生第一次牵小Q时好好玩，固执的先生．还有点紧张．都跟不上小Q了．两人一起买啤酒．渡边先生的儿子也好可爱，让小Q陪他玩扮家家．知了错的小Q也好可爱，一脸很愧疚的样子．哈哈．真是好灵的小Q，好可爱．他好聪明．真的好有天赋．

小Q在等待渡边先生的时候，好感动．如果也有一条狗狗一直在等我，那我就．．．．．．

也正因为他这么可爱，他离开的时候，我的心真的要碎了．小Q,还有他的小熊．