4/8/07
Oh hay.

Yeah, heptapod.org hasn't been updated on a regular basis in quite some time. The reason why heptapod.org exists has been getting in the way of actually updating this site.

Something smells of shit at work despite the fact that the managers are saying there's no shenanigans or scheming going on behind the scenes.

When I go into work, I interact with no one unless they interact with me. Of course I do have to ask managers for permission for various things like allowing a customer to get an amount even though they barely meet the requirements. I'm always hoping for a denial for two reasons. Denials are easy. Really easy. Also denials mean that there's one less person getting the shaft and falling deeper into debt with these usurious programs.

Now I'm waiting for May 13^th, 2007 to roll around and see what they're going to do to fuck with me on my annual review.

Also I went to work drunk on Friday. No one noticed. Of course what I consider to be drunk is what half the people at work consider to be simply buzzed.

On Wednesday, April 4^th I went to the Safeway on Circle after work to pick up one or two things for the apartment. Minutes after I come into the store there's an announcement of a brown dog who looks like she just gave puppies at the north door.

Now I'm curious and forget about my little shopping list. Outside the door is a little brown pit bull who recently was in a puppy way. Folks were crowded around her and two guys were tying a yellow rope around her neck as a makeshift leash. The pup is all happy because she's getting attention. Someone remarks that it looks like someone might've burned her on the rump with cigarettes. One of the women who works for Safeway says that the pound should be there any moment.

Aw fucking geez.

"I'll take her." Minutes later I'm carrying this scrawny and scraggly pup in my arms back to my car. Sending a dog to the pound is a death sentence. By the way, I plop her in my car and hurry back to pick up seltzer water, some dinner and a bag of teriyaki jerky for my new friend.

Thank goodness she is well-behaved because nothing was torn up in my car. She was very excited and kept crawling on my lap while I was driving home. Reckon if I weighed less then she could be a lapdog but after last week's accident I wanted to avoid any more mishaps.

My next stop was to pay my rent and already I was a mess realizing that my lease doesn't allow dogs, Spot doesn't allow dogs and the fact this little girl is a pit bull already makes folks have prejudice towards her. The property manager didn't have any ideas about where to take the pup and I headed back home. Before I began searching for the safest and kindest places for animals I phoned raddidge.

"I have good news and I have bad news."
"What?"
"The good news is that I have a dog. The bad news is that I have a dog."

She expressed disbelief and asked me about the young pup. Spot was locked up in the bedroom for her and the dog's safety and already Spot was making loud sniffing and huffing noises in addition to muttering "stupid dogs". raddidge asked if I wanted her to come down. Yes, I did because I didn't know what to do and reckon if I was going to ensure this pup was going to have a happy ending then I'd need some help.

After phoning raddidge I called my dad and then I went out to Petsmart hoping to get information about Dreampower Animal Rescue. While I was there I bought a forty pound bag of dog food, a red harness and a leash hoping somehow this would entice raddidge into adopting the pooch who I would support from afar. Now this pup was a real handful because she kept jumping out of the cart but she was very well behaved around other dogs. There was an obedience class going on and she didn't tug or growl or try to cause any mischief. On the way back she was farting up a storm that smelled exactly like the beef jerky I was feeding her. In fact I stopped a few times wondering if she was going to lay cable but it ended up being a chance for her to sniff the world.

We got home and raddidge still hadn't arrived so we went for a walk around the block where the pup got to smell the various smells and other four-legged citizens in the neighborhood. By the time we returned raddidge was at the house. raddidge kept saying that I was lucky she didn't have any other responsibilities that day and hinting that I should be more self-reliant even though she was happy to be there and make the acquaintance of this little girl.

raddidge tries her hand at finding other shelters, learns that Dreampower really doesn't take in strays (what?) and I go downstairs to look some more. Fortunately after making a bunch of calls I find a rescue place out in Woodland Park that would take her. No-kill! Now raddidge would be very helpful because she would drop the pup off along with a $70 check to pay for the spay and shots in addition to the hueg bag of dog food.

Later raddidge and I went back to the Safeway to see if there were any developments. By now the little pooch was all tuckered out.

Back home, raddidge went to sleep in my bedroom and I slept on the lovesac with the little girl. She's so young and already had puppies. Doesn't seem fair or humane. Minutes after I lay down for the night, she climbed right next to me and fell asleep. Good girl. Oh lord either I'm all fidgety or she was all fidgety but I didn't sleep very soundly because she kept squirming around in her sleep.

One thing that I did notice is the fact that she would curl up into a little ball. Over the course of an hour she would slowly uncurl and extend herself until she slid off the lovesac. Now she'd be awake and climb back into bed to continue the process. Just wish that I had kept my camera right next to my pillow because there was a great shot of her being silly like this.

Next morning I get up and take her out so she can have her morning constitutional. I take a leak in the backyard while she's pinching a loaf. Now raddidge is awake, I give her instructions on how to log into my computer and where I put the check and directions and the telephone number to the rescue. It's time to go and I hear raddidge soothing the dog who's whining at the top of the stairs as I'm leaving for work.

raddidge told me that the rescue looks like a very nice place. raddidge filled out a found report over at the humane society and searched around Safeway with the pup for any sign of the puppies. Ends up that the pup was more interested in the smells of other critters and other activity than anything else.

Anyway raddidge says that the pup is in a much better place now.

I am relieved.

Then we went to the Asian buffet on Academy by Vickers for dinner since we haven't had a bite to eat in ages and we had been living off the voluminous reserves of our bodies.

Ever since the accident I've been reticent to do much in the way of driving. Commuting to and from work is a necessity and a no-brainer for me. Going all over creation to get things for a stray pup is a necessity. Yet going to the King Soopers on Uintah or anywhere else is a source of anxiety. Heck, driving raddidge and myself to the Asian buffet on Wednesday wasn't my most favorite thing. I wanted to ask if raddidge would drive but she had already driven far more than me and it'd be unfair to make such a request of her.

On Friday night there was snow and I discovered my wiper was out of whack and not keeping the windshield clean. So my plans for Saturday, getting two more estimates, buying groceries and getting change of laundry are completely down the toilet.

So I've decided that using LEGO minifigs would be the best solution for RPG combat. If raddidge is reading "LEGO people". Mix and match and make a new villain or hero. I already have things planned out about how I want to represent various NPCs in my game.

This has branched off where I want to make a minifig for my own use. Probably put it in my much-neglected magic box. The glow-in-the-dark ghosts came with featureless black heads. Next I have to acquire a plain black LEGO minifig torso and legs. Also black hands are necessary and I reckon I can get those off LEGO astronaut minifigs. Plop them all together and I have a completely black minifig! I'm not half done yet!

LEGO put out an adventure series set with a pharoah figure. I need to acquire that pharoah headress along with a LEGO cape. When I put them all together I'll have a LEGO Nyarlathotep!