Okay, news stories like this probably come out every day on various national stations, but I’d just like to say that this pisses me off.

I was watching Fox 11 before bed tonight, (well, I wish I were in bed, but obviously this keeps me up) and a story came on about a man that abused his German Shepard mix so badly that the dog had to be euthenized. Neighbors had seen this abuse for months, but no one was bold enough to stick out a neck. The story disgusted me to the point where I began to tear up. I wish I could say that was the first time today…

Anywho, this was an innocent animal. A female neighbor was captured lamenting on cam re:the badass abuser man, “He had an awful temper! Oh, he always made me nervous.” Hmmm, I think to myself. I have quite the temper when set off (thanks for passing on your genes, Irish mom), but that temper would never harm an animal. God, why can’t we all just love, love, love? Seriously, what’s with this hate? Why does it even bother to exist? Can’t it just fade away like an awful dream? A dream we only understand is a dream when we wake up?

On an entirely different note, I miss Mad Men so much. I have good friends, a boyfriend who I love to death, a lovely, fun fam, and the two cutest kitties on planet earth, but it’s not enough because Mad Men won’t be back on Sunday nights until July. Yeah! That’s right! July!!!! I’ll have to wait ’til friggin July to find out if Pete will try to find his bastard child. I’ll have to wait a friggin month until I discover whether or not Betty has a third baby (what? maybe she miscarried w/all her boozing/smoking, sexing it up w/strangers, and horseback riding). I’ll have to wait a friggin month to see if Roger is still with his young thang. Gah, this is killing me!

I need a hobby fast, or maybe I could volunteer. Updates soon, and probably sooner than you think!