I want to thank everyone who sent sympathy emails about my not getting the dog. One thing this experience did prove to me though was that I really do want a dog. Just last week I was still in "do I really want this?" mode, but now I'm pretty much dead set on it. So, the preparations continue, though the chances of me getting that particular dog are pretty slim I think. I'll wait until Monday, and if I haven't heard anything about her by then I'll start doing an active search in the local shelters and with various animal people. Jim also said he'd help me find a dog. I think he felt worse than I did about the mixup. And I asked the dog boys to keep an ear to the ground too, so between all these resources, I think I'll be able to find another dog that suits me and my needs/wants.

And the preparations of the yard continue, though the pouring of the concrete in the kennel is having to wait until this rain stops.

Not much else going on. I finished the rewrites of my story for the sff.net antho and shot those back to Kurt. I plinked a bit more on the novel, though I have to admit that I haven't worked on it anywhere near as much as I should have. I got my hair cut again--even shorter. I think this is as short as I'm going to go now. One of these days I'll get someone to take a pic of it and I'll post it. It continues to rain, and my front yard is a lake. I desperately need a few loads of fill dirt to raise it up some. I've been working out a lot and really pushing my strength limits. I get very self-competitive, and love going heavy. I'm not doing anywhere near enough cardio though; my grand plan had been to start running with my new dog. Ah well. Soon.