My landlady found a cute pit bull puppy this morning. Neither of us can keep her in our apartments because she has cats and I have my puppy Bailey. Bailey wants to play with her but the pit bull puppy keeps pawing at him with her heavy paws and I don't want Bailey to get eaten. The other dog is mad cute though. My landlord found her this morning when he was waiting at the bus stop. The pit bull had a really tight rope around her neck and was choking. Whoever owned her does not know how to treat dogs. The rope was tied like a noose so the puppy's eyes were bulging and she was gasping for air. We can't find anyone who wants a pit bull so my landlady is taking her to a no-kill shelter tomorrow. She is soooooooooo cute though.

And she is so so so sweet, one of the sweetest dogs I've ever played with. I keep trying to convince my landlady to keep her and she keeps trying to convince me to keep her. I want another puppy, but I want a smaller one since I have an apartment. This girl's gonna be like 40+ pounds. She keeps crying outside my door and I wanna let her in but Bailey gets annoyed when I play with other dogs. What a possessive snot!

I went shopping all weekend and got something like 80% of my Christmas shopping done. Malls are a mess these days, but that's to be expected. One thing I notice everytime I'm in a department store is that only the middle class knows how to act decently while shopping. Poor people and rich people are equally rude. I'm sure there's some socio-economic dynamic at work there that I don't care about. Like rich people figure they're too good for manners because they have more to spend than the other random shoppers. I don't know what the explanation for poor people would be. These two chics at Macy's in the Willowbrook Mall were the funniest. They kept asking each other if they liked what people next to them were wearing, then saying things like "No, it's ugly" as if those people weren't standing there. Or if they did like something, they'd stop that person and ask where they got it and how much it cost. It would never even occur to me to stop a stranger on the street and ask them how much they paid for their shoes. Funny as hell. But I got a whole bunch of gifts knocked out of the way so I'm happy.

Hold on, got to answer the door...