Katie Schwartz

I was up all night last night. the angst and ahj in anticipation of my meeting with the surgeon today and louie's being under the knife kept me stalking all fuckin night. I am so tired. my body feels sucked dry, but I can't sleep. too much angst. I'm keeping busy though. can't you tell?! I'm actually working. this would be a stress reduction break. I just realized that I'm the only woman in my building with big breasts. I wonder why that is? even chuveena down the hall is short on the rack. I got louie shaved and bathed in oatmeal yesterday so that he would be super comfortable over the next two-months while he recovers. I drink entirely too much coffee. I found a $700 dog bed. the god damned shame! as if. do I look like britney-baby-killer-spears?! I can't afford that. note to self: don't forget to buy antihistamines for the jewergies.

do we know if women get os (ovulating syndrome)?!

so... louie jew is on the slab. the guilt. it's unbearable. but, I keep telling myself I'm doing the right thing. thanks to doc , and her invaluable insight, I did a ton of research and found a fantastic surgeon who is an expert in tplo knee surgery. she's fantastic. of course if she whacks my dog she won't be, but I'm trying to give her the benefit of the doubt. this rant would be a coping mechanism. just in case you were wondering.