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So Saturday, I get up, flatmates are out, dog is gone. Ring flatmate 1: ‘did you take the dog with you?’. No, he didn’t. So I’m out looking for the dog, asked the postman if he’d seen her. He found her later and bought her home. Meanwhile I was out looking in the other direction. Come home, no dog. Ask random guy across the street if he’s seen a dog. Yep, he has, I went in the gate, she came out the hole in the fence and went down the street at the same time. So I chase her down the street and catch her again. Cover hole with rocks.

Later on, dog was hanging around kitchen then went outside, 5 minutes later some random (and totally hot!) guy brings her home.

Flatmate 1 covers hole with GIANT rock. Sunday morning I get a phone call from flatmate 2. "the dog’s round the corner, can you go pick her up?"

She’d MOVED the great big effing rock backwards and got out again. How the heck did she move that rock? and backwards?!

Flatmate and neighbour fix fence good and proper so she can’t crawl under it.

This morning, get up, shower, open laundry door for stain remover. No dog. This time flatmate 2 was home, so I got her out of bed to help me look. I have to admit taking small pleasure in that, seeing I was the one who had to get her the other 4 times! Seeing as she couldn’t go under the fence anymore, she decided just to go straight through it!! Have NO idea how she managed to break the wire/mesh stuff in probably less than half an hour, but she must have just pushed and pushed and pushed until she could get through.

So that’s been my last three mornings! Now she is shut inside, so don’t have to worry about it tomoro morning.

I have had the worst PMS EVER this past week. I don’t normally suffer, bar the usual two day chocolate binge. But I was late. Not in a ‘I need to be worried’ kinda way though!! But that extra week or so REALLY screwed me up! I was so ANGRY at EVERYONE. Could not stop eating. You don’t even wanna know what I managed to eat. Was rude to the boy on Saturday night, wouldn’t let him touch me. Could not figure out what was wrong with me. Then it all clicked into place, an extra week of raging hormones or whatever they do at that time of the month! It was awful. Today though I’m absolutely fine, like a total release. I have chocolate in my bag and I couldn’t care less. I can’t wait for my date tomorrow night. Work was good today and I’m happy to go back tomoro. And I didn’t get angry once today! Even when I turned over my (almost) brand new mattress and found it all moldy! I think I managed to salvage it before too much damage, but I need to buy a new frame. The one I have was a complete rip off and I have flat boards across the slats, hence severe lack of airflow. Never used to be a problem in ye olde city, but the new one is damp as all hell.

Check out my new sheets though! This is why I was bed inspecting…..

Cute, yes? And even cuter with this I hope: http://www.ezibuy.co.nz/Zoomify.aspx?Style=33661t

Time for bed now!! I always forget how long these take to write….. 

*So I was wondering why no one was commenting? I must have pressed save instead of publish, oops!!*