What have I done?

As of today, I have been here for two weeks. I am teetering on the edge of self-destruction. I saw a tiny, frightened hedgehog's body crushed under the wheels of a speeding car. I swerved to avoid adding insult to injury, even though there was no doubt in my mind that it was already dead. The incident was not remarkable in any way, but apparently worth noting because I can't seem to forget that image. This means an early bedtime tonight and probably crazy dreams too.

My parents are going to San Francisco on Saturday and leaving me to dogsit for a few days. I'm sure you are old enough to figure out the tremendously complex implications of the situation.