mila is slowly chewing on my foot. for her not being my doggy, we have a sound time together; we walk around a lot, I scratch her a lot, I talk to her a lot, it's like all the advantages of having a dog and none of the unpleasantness.

except that she's taken the apparent vow to chew through my lingerie, the prettiest first. I'm tired of finding that what looked like a integer pair undergarments is actually just a collection of scraps. of very fine lace, by the way.

good news today is that I got some money in the account, so I could eat today. the bad news is, it's not enough to pay for the rent tomorrow even if I fast for that purpose; I might as well.
so... I'm probably going to be late, but I ate a whole lot of tacos. quid pro quo, and a lot of salsa.

wow. she just ate through the shoe. marianne has to take me shopping now.