06 June 2006
Bad Blood
I'm so damn 
Whoof. Saw the doc again and my blood count is all off. Too low on the things that should be high, and too high on what should be low. If my immune system were personified, it'd be Tommy Chong.
In other news, I decided which kind of money I want to have when I get my monkey license. And when D. and I have our own place and I'm in better financial shape to take on the responsibility of another fuzzy family member. I was going to adopt a Squirrel Monkey but apparently, they require a lot of room. So I researched and found a monkey that prefers smaller spaces. A cotton-top Tamarin! They look a little something like this:
Apologies for the recent lack of good updates. Will... strong! Body... weak! I'll be back on my feet soon and having adventures worthy of sharing. Have a great week and thanks for reading.
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