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It's wednesday, time to update
Well, I am sorry to all of those who love to read what is going on in my petty little life. I haven't posted in a while. basically blah blah happened and that was followed by a whoop-ti-doo. So, there you have it. It is hard for me to write blogs consistently because I don't know my reader base... as in how many of you read this?!? if you are reading this right now... please leave a comment... right now... go... don't read anything else yet... go to where is says "comments" and click on it... now write your name and a small blurb. EVERYONE!! NOW!! yes even you abby... and you patric... and rachel if you read this I expect to see your name... if you accidently stumbled upon this blog... I wanna know about it... ok go everyone!...
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Well, now that you said hi or somethin' i can tell you about what is new. Wait!! nope. i'm going to tell only interesting things... no more going into sick detail about dropping a pencil and spending the entire day searching for it only to find it under my pillow because i left it there for the pillow fairy. Actually, if that did happen to me... i guess that is more interesting than I intended... but you get the idea... anyway here is some intersting things that have happened to me...
Dog Bite
That's right I got bit by a dog. I was simply walking home from class. I was merely two houses away from my apartment and a door opened. Out ran a dog and a man yelled after him.
"That dog is running straight at me." I thought to myself. "He looks kind of upset. Maybe I should pet it." So I stopped. I didn't want it to think I was scared of it. So I just waited for it. waiting to rub my hand across it's fur.
Imagine my suprise when instead of stopping right next to me and extending its back for me to pet the dog ran full force into my right leg while sinking its teeth into the side of my leg. I guess it didn't really hurt. I didn't flinch. I didn't yell. I didn't kick the dog. I don't even think my eyes got bigger. Somehow, in the back of my head... I knew this dog was going to bite. I knew that it couldn't resist my juicy leg o'meat. I just simply looked down to survey the damage; its upper teeth scrapped my leg, but its bottom canines left some nice puncture wounds.
"Did he getcha?" The male owner yelled from the steps leading to his door. I looked down to see if maybe the first time I imagined the injury. nope, it was still there.
"yes sir he bit me." I informed the owner. He called me inside. His wife cleaned it up a bit and I went home. I wasn't mad. I really was kind of happy. I'd never been bit by a dog before. Secretly, I've always wanted to though. You know what I'm talking about... like wanting to get shot... just to know what it is like... to be able to say that you have... not in the chest or anything, but like the leg or arm or something. Anyway, My dad suggested letting the police know about the attack... so they came by and I had to file a report. The officers said I should get it checked out at the hospital. So, Tucker ran me to the local cut hut. He took pictures the whole time. I didn't need stitches or anything... so they cleaned me up and sent me home. My parents came up to make sure I was safe (they were going to be around the area anyway). We went out for food and that was my night.
So that is my story.... and my post. Please leave a comment. until next time...
12 comments
9/28/2005 06:16:00 PM
12 Comments:
I mean, I havent even finished reading, so you better appreciate this.
Foo.
posted by 
Jeff on Wed Sep 28, 07:58:00 PM
hi, sweety pie pie....i read your blog...i mean every one that you have wrote. so you better keep writing. :)
posted by simon on Wed Sep 28, 08:41:00 PM
Why are you forceing me to do this? Oh well, I liked the story.
posted by Patric (formerly content) on Wed Sep 28, 10:39:00 PM
PEEEEEEEEEEETERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
man i miss you and our working together. there is no more majical and no more wonderful. without you in my life, there is nothing....
andi
posted by 
on Wed Sep 28, 11:12:00 PM
Petey...you are cool. I didn't know you had a blog, but now that I do, I will read about your "petty little life." I bet it's not petty though. Maybe "petey" but surely not "petty".
posted by fatanda on Fri Sep 30, 12:32:00 AM
Ow. I've always wondered what it feels like to be bitten by a dog. It was almost as if I'd been bitten myself. Thanks Petey!
posted by fatanda on Fri Sep 30, 06:56:00 PM
well I read it I guess... keep up the awesome writing. Yes, it's 3am. I live in Madison.
posted by John Shoemaker on Tue Oct 04, 02:57:00 AM
check!
posted by Unknown on Wed Oct 05, 10:37:00 PM
hey petey =) it's jessie, andi's most awesome friend from evans. but i'm sure you already knew that. i ocasionaly stop by and take a read..or two hope your semester's going good =)
posted by on Thu Oct 06, 11:39:00 PM
dont judge me 'cause i have no life...and i read blogs in my freetime.
posted by Mary on Sat Oct 08, 10:20:00 AM
And yay for blog commments! (Also for blog posting *ahem*)
posted by Jeff on Mon Oct 10, 11:16:00 AM
I read.
posted by on Tue Oct 11, 06:53:00 PM
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