Den of Earth

Friday was Trish's last day of work for the week. She had an appointment with Down Under in the morning hence got a cab ride there; after a jam session Fred & I picked her up -- & went to the Invisible Pet Store, where we bought another hamster. Trish decided to call him "Den of Earth" as after Taarna we had Gloria, so we're sticking to Heavy Metal names for our pets. Unfortunately, the guy at the pet store was a total asshole & charged us an extra 5 bucks. I should've stood up to the guy. Karen promised to speak with him Monday, & if she can't get our $5.00 back for us I may demand it back myself. This guy's nothing but a lazy, heartless bastard.

Speaking of "heartless bastards", Biggie's still in hiding. I hope he is court-ordered into a mental hospital & divorces his wife. It's the only way that he'll ever get better.