goatsofdoom

Fuck, I know I'm a whiny little fucker, but dayum, Sundays suck. Ok, check that. MY Sundays suck. Because I just sit here hating the fact that the work week (from Hell...they're always work weeks from Hell) is right there, creeping up on me, like some sick fuck psycho killer who doesn't so much kill me but kill any urge I have to get up & make it through the day.

But, at least there's pizza. Thank the Fucking Goat, there is pizza.

Oh, and my dog, Loki the American Beastdog needs his duclaws clipped.
I've never done it myself, as he is a hyper beast that never holds still.
But Fucking A, he's making me look like a cutter.
Silly beast.