hiking.. one shoe.. pink drss.. mud.. and serial killers

SO picture this
im hiking up the mountain
being pulled by this big brownish black dog (I think shes a lab.. but i dont judge by looks)
wearing a pink dress
with one shoe
and the other foot is a hole-y sock
and im out of breath cuz this dog keeps dragging me up the hill
and i have mud splatters on me because the dog keeps rolling in hte mud and shaking it off
all over me

people pass by.. looking at me strangely..
I talk it up
i make up stories
its kinda fun

"I lost my shoe when i tried to save my dog from drowning in hte lake"
"umm.... " loooking around nervously.. not meeting their eyes
"Oh really? When i left the house i had two shoes..."
"Can i borrow $20?"
and on
and on
whatever came to my head
at one point i had this couple talking with me for quite awhile and i made up all this stuff about my baby back at home with his daddy.. they are sick and usually we go out as a family and i play with the baby down with the goats.. and show them pictures of some baby Orlando

house sitting is fun
except
i make the mistake of watching stupid A&E bios on serial killers
and i realize im not in the BEST area of town
at all
and i hear noises at night
granted.. most of the time they are the dog or the cat..
but i couldn't sleep at all last night.. i cried even.. and then got hungry.. binged.. puked.. cried some more..
im okay now
but super tired
after walking Wilma up and down the mountains for 2 hours and then traipsing downtown by myself for another 2 hours.. passing time until my friend showed up..
he said 3..or 4.. its 6 now..
:(
I dont think hes going to come
and i need him
real bad

On the other hand
i baked the cookies...
Wilma somehow climbed up on the counter and ate the entire first batch
but i got 2 more through without her eating them
and then i attempted hummus..
its not that bad..
and now im crashed on the waterbed
again
waiting
for what>? im not sure.. sleep? him? someone to call?
I dont know
i guess ill find out