Land of the Morning Calm. Also, land of the morning test and math homework. But I’m happy to, at least, be through with graphing compound inequalities for the moment. As is, I’m having to switch those from standard form to slope intercept form then manually count out the slope on the graph to make the lines. I feel like there should be (and almost definitely is) an easier way to go about this but damned if I know it.
Late last night, I found a strange lump on my dog, Davy’s throat. We’re going to have to try to set up an appointment for her this evening to get that checked out. I hope it’s nothing but she’s getting older and, well, you know where the mind goes when you find strange lumps.
I just don’t know what I’d do without her. I love that fucking dog. She’s been my best friend for so long. She’s like a part of my body. I hope it’s nothing. I really hope it’s nothing. My stomach is a fucking knot.
I don’t want to think about it, talk about it, or anything about it until she sees a vet and I know more. It’s not a problem that can be talked or thought away. I don’t need to add imagination.
Just going to spoil her stupid all day.