Today I turn 30.
How am I celebrating you ask . . . I'm not. I have 8 hours of classes spread out from 8am to 9pm, so I will be at school all day. Fun, right?
Last night, Gilby's leash got run over by a moped, which means he was pulled/dragged for a little while. He is ok. A little bruised and I assume sore, but ok. He moves slower than usual and clings to me. I don't want to leave him alone all day today, but I have to.
Maybe later I'll come back and add to this post to make it a little less depressing, but for now . . . well, it's how I feel.