June 13th, 2009
:sigh:
Gotta work from one to midnight today. So glad this isn’t a regular thing. I’d much rather be here:
May 31st, 2009
Life Is Good
I clicked on my Twitter account (you can see the updates in the sidebar) yesterday morning and realized that my father was following me. (I think my sister showed him her account and she follows me.) And since my Twitter profile leads HERE, I had a tiny heart attack. I immediately called him and told him that he should never click over here in order to preserve his sanity. I pretty much made my blog out to be something that would turn a father into a pillar of salt. He said, “Well, they say you shouldn’t put anything on the internet that you’re ashamed of.” I told him I wasn’t ashamed of anything here but wanted to save him embarrassment. He does not need to see my boobs. Or hear about me sucking Sweety’s weenie.
Then I went on a giant Twitter purge (if you haven’t talked back to me when I talked to you in the past few days) and block (if I knew you before this blog was born) and I feel cleansed now. I will now physically phone call more people so they do not feel that they need to follow me on Twitter.
I was a cunt hair away from killing Twitter and the blog.
Did you see the movie The Wrestler? We watched it tonight. I can totally see why it is taken as a good movie. But dammit, I like a happy ending. I would have been pissed off if we’d have paid to see it in the theater. I’m washing away the sadness with Pineapple Express. I’ve already seen it (in the theater!) but I like it. I might watch it AGAIN tonight.
Oh! The Rocker! I’ve got that and Sweety hasn’t enjoyed it properly. I’ll shove that down his throat after this!
…..a lot of time has passed since i wrote that last sentence.
In the meantime…
Tiny Dog bit the hell out of me because I was taunting her with a french fry. Bitch does NOT like her fries to be teases.
We are still watching Pineapple Express. Thank goodness for pause buttons.
Love is letting your Sweety have 2 cheeseburgers when you want one of them.
Love is still loving your Tiny Dog when she won’t eat from your mouth. I thought she’d like a bit of burger and fries since she begged for that shit but she refused. Sweety laughed while she snubbed me. That’s okay. I’ll still sneak her in the bed and sniff her toes.
And here is me 2 weeks ago ish (i fucking hate when people say “ish”, but Sweety does it so I do too.”
Please, pay no attention to my ruffled eyebrows. I wish I could photoshop those fuckers straight.
April 25th, 2009
What I See
The highlight of my day?
Buying matching outfits for Stinky Dog and I.
We got dressed up and were having some quality time.
Tiny Dog got pissed off that she wasn’t in on the fun and had to weasel her way in.
She thinks nothing of stabbing you in the titties with her pointy feet to make herself comfy.
October 4th, 2008
It’s A Dog’s Life
The canines were asleep all cute and snuggly on the couch and I had to grab my phone to take a couple of photos.
Have I mentioned that I love to look at things when they are asleep? They were so cute that I felt the camera’s phone wasn’t doing them justice. I carefully crept up from the couch and got the real camera. The flash woke Stinky and she had to reposition herself.
While I’m purging – here are more dog photos. It’s a sickness. I stalk the dogs in my spare time. They both actually look up at me when they hear the camera coming on now. I had to turn it on in another room to take the sleeping pictures because the quiet “ding” when the camera comes on wakes them. Feel free to click to embiggum and bask in their glory.
I think it’s hilarious how she grips the bottle with her front paws.
I still like taking pictures of Chi Chi 2.0 even though she doesn’t move anymore. It’s because she’s so tired. She sleeps all of the time.
Okay. I’m done now.
