so my day off sucked. Really. My dog's not well, poor thing keeps choking like he's a cat with a hair-ball and when he's not doing that he's being sick, and when he's not doing that he's curling in beside me on the couch feeling all sorry for himself. Poor thing.

I told myself I was taking him to the vet if he didn't get better by this afternoon, he got a bit better, enough that I think it's just something he ate that's disagreeing with him. He's not being sick anymore but he's still moping around a little. Just not right really.

Poor thing.

And I've been trying to write all day and nothing's coming at all. Not even _end_of_days stuff. I've been writing a little scene for why Xander didn't show up when Dawn had her trauma last night. (Okay, so in reality it was because I was in the land of nod) but all I've got is three lines. Three freaking lines.

*headdesk*