January 7th, 2007

Doom

Got the guinea pigs yesterday ...

So, we drove down to Crete to pick up two "rescue" guinea pigs yesterday morning. There had been some screw-up with the pictures/descriptions, and the two that The Girls thought they were getting weren't the ones that matched up to those names. They did, however, have a pair of sisters with "calico" coloring (to match the cat, of course), which immediately were picked, and they're now in their cage.

The Wife (who is the originator of the whole concept), is already freaking out about how, uh, "untidy" they are. I have been trying to do what I'm asked (various hardware issues with the cage, etc.), and just keep my head down. Yes, they're cute, but ... eh, nevermind. I still do not see this ending well.

I have been in an emotional funk, largely based on the job search thing. With a new year starting, it seems like I am no closer to finding a job than I was previously. All the things I'd like to do all seem to have this huge chasm where I can't see anyway to get from "point A" to "point E" ... and if there's no way to get to "point B", you're pretty much fucked from the get-go. Since there doesn't seem to be any hope of me being able to do anything that I won't hate, it leaves me faced with struggling up-hill to find a job somewhere that I know will be soul-crushing and a living nightmare. Nice place to be, huh? I have been breaking down crying at random times, which has been freaking out The Girls.

Maybe I made a big mistake with quitting drinking back in my 20's ... I could have drunk myself to death by now, which seems to be a good thing from where I'm at presently.


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Photo

Like you care ...

So, I took pictures of the guinea pigs so that The Girls can bring them in to school to show their friends (far preferable than having them bring their friends here to see the guinea pigs!), and I figured I might as well post them for your amusement. This amuses you, yes?

Currently, I can only get half-decent shots of them when they're in their "bags" and being held by The Girls, perhaps later they will be less nervous about posing on their own for the large smelly omnivore with the bright-light shiny thing.


"Paws"



"Ginger"

We are not to blame for the names ... that's what they had for them at the rescue place, and The Girls have not seemed inclined to consider different ones. Personally, I doubt that a guinea pig cares very much about what you call it, as long as it's not "Breakfast", "Lunch", or "Dinner". And, yes, I'm pretty sure that I have eaten guinea pig while on my various travels in Peru ... so maybe these are nervous for a reason!


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