blahhhhh

I feel like I could use a looooooong vacation. My dad is doing okay, but it's really painful. It seems that my clinical detachment doesn't apply to my mom and dad. Is this what other people feel about medicine in general? Weird.

So my checking is overdrawn, and Marisol's dog, Bebe, is too tempermental to have any other dogs around. This means that Winston is going to be homeless soon. This kills me, I love my dog to death, he's is THE perfect dog, and he was made for me. So now, in addition to scrambling around trying to pay rent, helping out my parents, and all the other crap I'm dealing with, now I have to run around trying to find someone to keep Winston three months more 'til the stupid lease is up. Faaaaaaabulous.