nails in the coffin

I did something sunday that I wished I hadn't done. I practically ran over one of our family dogs. The dog is still alive, but its hard to say how much more time jasmine has. Here is some background on jasmine. I would estimate her age to be at least 15 years. She is deaf and was for all purposes hobbled before sunday. Her teeth are too dull to chew anything really solid and she had some type of blisterous sores on her back feet anyways.

Part of the problem is my attitude about everyone else's parking policy. Dad and grandpa park so that the whole lot is bottlenecked and I protest silently thus far by parking where other people can negotiate the parking lot. I was trying to get to my usual spot and jasmine was laying in the way. I pulled up to where she was laying, beeped the horn, waited five or six seconds then meandered up in my truck. I got up to her, heard some yelping, then backed away from where she was. So far she hasn't been walking around on her back legs, but she has been able to stand on her back two legs. She doesn't move but she can stand. She was pretty old anyways, but I do feel bad about speeding up her inevitable death.

I have thought about some other concerts I may go to by myself given the chance. I would go see weezer, foo fighters, the killers, and the silversun pickups now given the chance. I may edit this list later, but for now this is an adequate preliminary.

I also had a weird dream last night. I was staying at a friends place in columbus. She talked me into this by asking if I was staying another day for some other party the next day. I remember staying on her couch and shooting ballons outside of her window with a bow and arrow.

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