At the moment, I'm in the middle of trying to prove a point. I keep wanting to pick of the phone anyway... I don't even know what point I'm trying to prove. I do, but I don't. The point won't really matter. It might not even be a "point" to someone else. I'm hoping I won't cave, but I also hope I do at the same time.
Haven't even picked up Wuthering Heights today... There's still tonight... I'll force myself to read.
There's been a dog that's been staying in our yard and on our porch for the past couple of days. She's a pit-bull or something like that. Whoever's dog it is, they abused her and didn't care for her. We've been feeding her and I think she likes us. We can't keep her though because we have a cat [who keeps freaking out whenever she actually sees the dog]. We're too scared to give the dog a bath though [that it really needs], because we don't know how it would react. I'm just glad I know it's okay at the moment because it's with us.
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