This morning Emily and I took Turtle to the vet for a checkup. I cowered in fear outside the treatment room as they gave him a heart worm shot. He, of course, didn't flinch. Yes, it's true, I worry about the dog more than I worry about myself. He had his one year birthday the other day. Emily took him to the dog bakery and got him some treats.

Yesterday Em and I spent all day acting like a good old married couple. We cooked lentil soup and banana pudding. This afternoon we were bored (we have nothing to do until the LA trip) so we went to Georgetown. She bough me a couple T-shirts and bought herself some lipstick. It was too hot to stay out too long, so we came home. We're going to take Turtle to the park in ten minutes. Then maybe hit up the restaurant where Mac works for dinner. Maybe not. She says the food sucks