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Hooray for excitement.

My dog ate rat bait so we had to 'rush' (walk) him down to the local vet hospital. They induced vomiting, but also they had us bring down our other dog, which turned out was a good thing. When they brought Toby out again (my sister's dog), he threw up, and it also had blood in it. It seems he's digested some of the rat bait when we thought he hadn't. Anyway, they've had the antidotal (Vitamin K1) and now have to have tablets for the next 5 weeks.

Also my mother is coming home, which means I'm going to have plenty of fun with the fact this happened. This means I'm going to get yelled at a lot. My father talked to me, not yelling but using he's 'i'm not angry at you, I'm just very disappointed in you' voice.

I originally was going to ask to get a small loan from him so I can build a new computer..... but unfortunatly...... due to this, that idea was thrown out the window because that's not going to happen.

My grandpa died in his sleep last night.

My mother called me about it sometime this afternoon, which sucked because she could only tell me on the phone. I'm so just upset and drained right now, I couldn't even drag myself to art. So I'm missing a few classes this week so we can go to the funeral. I don't really want to be around my family right now, its nothing personal, but the atmosphere is too sad. My dad called me, he's here in the city, and he offered to pick me up now. But I can't handle that right now.

I love my grandpa terribly, and I really can't believe he's dead right now, something in my mind refuses to accept that. Maybe because I spoke with him on the phone last week? Both sets of grandparents live up here with me. And my grandpa called me to eat diner with them, but I was already eating with the other grandparents. I know I couldn't have known about this, but it really kicks me in the a** that this was the last time I ever spoke with him.

Thanks Af, I'm okay right now. The rest of this week wont be fun, but I'll be okay, get through the funeral and stuff.

I'm excited. Sheol and I went to Simon Tang's home and picked up two female ball pythons to breed with Polaris, our male. Simon's home is huge and beautiful,but his snake room is just so small! He has three racks, and six arboreal cages. In any case, Sheol and I got to hold our first morphs! Mom held an Xanthic (Worth - $1700) and Sheol and I held a female Albino (Worth - $2000) which was amazing. FIRSTMORPH biggrin DD

Anyway:
Polaris - Male, got at the expo from Simon,too. - Jumpy - Het. for Piebald "Pied" - weight unknown
Madusa - Female, got yesterday - Jumpy - Normal - 1200g Stormee - Female, got yesterday - slight jumpy - normal- - weight unknown

"Muddy" or "Duce" is a little jumpy, and very large. Not a snake you want to have snapping at you. She's very shy, nervouse, and apparently bites when you try to handle her at night. So I don't,and wont, mess with her. @_@

Stormee is Sheol's smaller female, not real jumpy,but slightly nervouse posturing. Likes to move alot. smile

This is the start of our futire.

I'm gonna get beat on for this.

What would I do with $20 worth of art?

I would gladly pay someone that much, if I had something to do with it. I just can't think of anything right now. You know, it probably wouldn't go well with the diploma from 1888 that's up on my wall, or with the Joseph and his coat paintings, or the prints of beetles and skunks also on my walls.

The last piece of art I got, with an intent to put it to serious use, was by... someone I won't name, but here on Gaia, and while I got it as a gift, it would have been well-worth $20. Thing is, that was different. I had a particular purpose, which was to get hold of original artwork for my professor's website. I don't have any website to adorn with furry art.

I could never frame my own artwork, I'm not ashamed of it at all, I am happy with most of the things I draw. But part of it is because most of it is on the computer, and most of it is just sketches, nothing final to hang up.

If you feel like $20 is worth your art, then keep it. Some people won't like it, but that's their own problem. You put that much effort into it, and time, then it's worth the money. There are plenty of people who would hang your art work up proudly, you are a good artist. Not everyone is going to think that, and that can be hard to hear sometimes. But that's okay, that's what makes art so great, is not everyone will like it, but there are plenty of people who do.

Well everytime I think I won't have a computer, I end up having one. I thought we were going to stay at my grandmother's house, but we're staying at my aunt's. So here I am on the net. I guess to talk about the upcoming funeral.

We went to her house, and my dad's brother's and sisters were there (This is my father's father who died). I hadn't slept the whole night. So from when I made my first post, to about 10am, I had been up. I spoke with my grandma, had some eggs and then slept until 5pm. When I woke, my brother, sister, and mom where there. Basically we were all talking, being with my grandma so she wouldn't be alone. We were coming up with ideas for things the pastor could say, and getting some photos ready. Its so scary, he's not at the house. He's not saying silly things, or watching the news with me.

It turns out all of this happened out of no where. My grandpa's old, but he really doesn't have that many problems. He was getting ready for bed when he just collapsed, and never woke up. So he went exactly how he wanted to, quick and painless. And they had long since bought their plot, it really isn't a plot but they'll be in a mosolium, and everything is really just ready to go. Thankfully they were well planed.

But its just really hard to accept he isn't there. I've known him my whole life, I've grown up with him there. We were going to go get lunch this weekend, before the super bowl. I just spoke with him last weekend.

Well the viewing is tomorrow, and the funeral is Saturday. Then late Saturday, they're taking me back to campus.

Good news, I had a project due on monday, which was pushed back to wensday thankfully. My Logic professor is letting me retake a test that I was suppose to take today, another day.