Last night I went to the store. I was gone for about 20 minutes. I returned to find that, once again, Esther had been set upon. It seemed worse this time, so I called Jordan. He came over and washed her and addressed her wounds. I was freaking out, and he was very kind and consoling. Her front leg is swollen the entire length of it and it's hot to the touch. We're going back to the vet today and then Esther gets to go stay with my mom for a week to recoup.

Speaking if Mom, she is once again on the job hunt. I found that out this morning when I called her to see about taking care of Esther. I don't know for how long, and I didn't ask. All she said was, "That's what happens when you want an accountant but hire a bookkeeper." I hope she can find a job that doesn't suck or that the people she works for don't suck.

I was looking for my DVD from netflix and couldn't find it. Finally giving up I report it lost and have it charged to my card. Literally 45 seconds after that it shows up. I now own a copy of "DOUBT" which is fine, it's good, but I'm still pissed.

I am not going to work today. Period.