Sooo....yeah.

Jesse died last night. Cause the guy at the pet store said he was just dehydrated, which was most likely true, but he's so small that his health deteriorated so quickly. And we drove around, tried calling 24 hour emergency vet places. We wound up in Champion, and called another place, and they told us that no one around here could treat gerbils. And the closest place was in Akron. >_< But, he did die while we were in Champion. But at least he was comfortable and warm. I mean, at least we were there and -tried- to do something. Called my mom and told her, cause she'd been helping me call places and stuff. She said she was sorry and all that, and Bud even called. Which shocked the fuck out of me. o_O But, I don't know if I'm even going to take him and try to get my money back from Petsmart. I mean, I won't know what to do with the $8. And I'd rather just bury him and leave it at that. But, I won't be buying anything from Petsmart anymore. >_<

But I'm okay. I mean, it happens. It's just been the first time I've lost a pet that I was trying to nurse back to health. And it make me feel like I could have done more for him. But it happens, and small animals get really sick really fast. And he was sick to begin with...

But, he lived up to his name...

Anyhow. Got DDR. Much better than psycho Konamix. x_x And...yeah. That's about all that happened last night.