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Ernie
I’m feeling “extra alone” (I refuse to say lonely) today..and yesterday. Oh yeah, and the day before that, and the day before that day, etc etc.
So I woke up today really wanting to go get a turtle. And no, I’m not kidding. I want a damn turtle.
Andrew would not be pleased though. I’ve asked for one before, only to hear “You don’t need a damn turtle! You already have 2 dogs I don’t like.” (he’s not very creature friendly)
I’m trying to be rational about it, I really don’t need one…but I reeeaalllly want one. I would get him a cool home, and cool furnishings, and hold him and talk to him, and he would be mine, forever and ever.
Anyway, apparently I have the mentality of a 5 year old today…eeeekk - I really need to find some friends.
Self discipline and I aren’t best friends, but I’ll try and stay away from any pet stores today. I said I’LL TRY ..I make no guarantees.
I would call him Ernie - don’t ask me why, but it sounds like a good name for a turtle. haha.
Alright, I better end this as well, the more I write about wanting a turtle the more I want one, and naming my turtle is not helping AT ALL. 
