Up at attum, punk.

*yawn*

I guess I didn't want birthday to end, so I stayed up way, way, way too late. Now I have to go to work when I want to just call in. But since I run the place, I pretty much don't have that option... heh....

Birthday was great. If you remember, I built myself a big-ole fancy-schamanzy dual-core computer for my birthday, but I still managed to get a computer game, a hat, a belt, and a couple of books for my birthday. I even got a card and a present from Stitch, my unborn lentil bean who is already picking out birthday cards... heh...

Last night, I figured we'd do some more instancing with the guild, but nobody friggin' logged on. We had a great BRD run on Sunday that had me all pumped, but I guess people did real life stuff instead. Stupid real life! So we did Argent Dawn quests and watched some teevee, instead. Viva La Alton Brown!

We took the babies to the vet yesterday for a teeth cleaning. With shots, exams, and drugs, the two visit total was almost $1000 for the two of them. Owchie to the pocketbook. I think we need to find a bargain vet... this top-shelf Jones Valley puppy-doctor stuff is too pricey. The pets didn't like us for most of last night, but that's the price you pay for non-ass breath and a worm-free heart.

I don't want to go to work. But my coffee is probably ready.

*grumble grumble*