(That is, No Guh-news is good Guh-news).
Anyway, on my way home from work I stopped in the vet’s office and picked up the medicine for Scooby. Dr. Peterson told me yesterday that Scooby would have to eat every bite of his meals to make sure he finishes the medicine.
(hahahahahaha). Today I got lucky and managed to get him to eat everything (the last 1/3 of it was eaten literally out of my hand…). Tomorrow, Gene is out of town and both dogs are going to the vet’s office to be boarded, so I will be surprised if he’s a hearty eater. I may run into the store at lunch tomorrow and pick up some wet food (shhh) to mix in.
Nothing new in the job search. It’s disheartening, considering I actually used cover letters. I mean, most of it was…errr…co-opted from the web, but I put my own spin on it.
Last week I received the November Vanity Fair. It’s their annual music issue and it’s the only issue I always save (this will be my 4th) because it’s such kick ass research material. The cover this year — noted musician and songwriter Johnny Depp. WTF?
Good night!