also, I did go to the University staff — ones I know well — and it was scary. About the cockatiel. I know the rule is no pets or else pay $25 a day or more depending on the animal, and then possible eviction if I make no move to get the pet out.
But they listened to me and might be willing to informally count her as my ESA to save her. I’m facing no fines. They’ll be talking to the Wellbess Center soon and getting back to me with an action plan that considers the uniqueness of the situation. Hopefully it’ll work pretty well :) we shall see
@Sietz dude, yes. Actually, might plan one to New Jersey beaches. My dying granddad is there anyway, it might be nice to see him and then bring him some beach sand.
@Swift I am okay now — I was worried for both of them. I was scared that the police would have to kill him because of the broken leg and his willingness to attack, but he was in shock when they arrived so they could carefully grab him with a feral-cat-grabber thingy. I don’t get why my dog is so gentle. She lived in the woods alone for at least five months before she followed me home 7 and a half years ago. Was all skin and bones. Surely she was occasionally at least trying to catch squirrels as food? Silly baby.
I remember our rescued pit bull and boxer mix used to love to pick up guinea pigs by the bum and gently add them to her toy pile. I miss that baby. I know I couldn’t have had her and my current dog at the same time, but I hope that pit bull knows I didn’t abandon her. She’s probably in doggy heaven so maybe she does know.
I must have a thing for dogs who refuse to kill things. I guess the luxury life of getting food constantly changes a person. I’ve known humans who were less human than Nestle
Also, yes, very long story short about this dorm, I’m supposed to be in a nicer one with A/C for an accommodation but they wanted to charge me an extra $1000 which is technically legal. The university staff have had no choice but to deal with it. The Vice Chancelor (not the bishop — this school is run by a bishop, but doesn’t care that I’m not so religious) also gets 700,000$ more yearly than the highest paid professor on campus, so the extra $$ must be his frozen greenbean and bread money.
It’s been a crazy summer
I did just realize that two great things though:
(1) my bird would have died if my twin brother hadn’t suddenly decided to get married to a girl he met two months ago
(2) this will be the first Fourth of July without me being a Fungus or a baby lizard. (I don’t even know how to explain, but he talks so whatever.) Today is an aniversary of me making a mistake and sending a message as RJ from Fungus. I still vividly remember that she kept repeating, “look at the email address” over and over like she had caught me in an elaborate affair or something. I was so tired. It was so stupid, and at that point I just wanted her permission to end it already. Because there’s no way she was taking it that seriously, right?
So this 4th, I’m going to enjoy some fireworks and socialize with strangers without getting interrupted by messages to Fungus. I remember being depressed with guilt and confusion last year to the point that I almost asked a sorority sister for advice. But shame stopped me.
I’ve grown so much since then. And I won’t need drugs to sleep this year! Brandi can’t make this less fun for me now. I don’t have to hide that I have friends. I don’t have to hide that I might be a little human. At least as human as Nestle, because I didn’t want to kill that squirrel either.
I hope y’all have a nice 4th, even if it’s not a holiday for you!