
CC and I broke up. Here, I skulk away after telling her that I must let her go because I am in love with another bit--, er, dog. Actually, there was no other dog, but I just needed to get the heck out of there, if you know what I mean. CC isn't the dog she pretended to be when we first met. She's much more aloof than I first thought. And I like sleepies, but not THAT much of sleepies. She sleeps, like, 23 hours a day. That's out of 24 hours, I think. B-O-R-I-N-G. It's true. CC = Boring. Yep. Just came up with that. Anyway, I hope I never cross paths with her again. NO MORE PENNSYLVANIA. I never want to enter that state again.