I know these things:
coming home to days off after waking up in a different town everyday never get's easy. Errrr....
Kool Keith doesn't cease to amaze me. I know it'll happen and there will be one of these records will be a bummer eventually, but damn. For now it's still good to "discover" someone for yourself and go through the motions. It's like ladies.
Correspondence is hott.
but it was a great day, I mean the temperature was perfect. more big hugs and welcomes back @ Tryst. Damn!
But then reality comes through with nothing but humdrum (room cleaning, bill paying, the way my room smells, this cold, errr...freelancing).
I watched Siren's movie today and was just thinking about the little black pugs...and this story I heard from the highest paid punk dogwalker in DC. It turns out, according to him, that pugs can sometimes sneeze or cough or bark or something and their eyes could pop out. So he's breaking the rules and walking multiple dogs...there's a pug and a German Shepherd. The pug sneezes and it's eye pops out (you can put them back in the socket, I guess) and before my friend can do anything about it the German Shepherd eats the eye.
Remembering that story kinda made my day. And thanks Siren. And thanks to you you you you you you you you.
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THat pug story made me laugh. I use to volunteer at a dog pound and the pugs always cracked me up, those and the boston terriers..they are so ugly, they are cute! No eaten eyeballs though..thankfully.
The dog walkers in NYC make a nice amount of money too from what I have heard. hmm..nah..I hate walking my own dog in the cold and rain. I use to know a fetish model that did house sitting when things were slow (as they often are in that business) she got to stay in some of the most amazing brownstones. They are sooo deceiving from the outside.
Today's about me tidbit: I almost moved to Annapolis Md. Last month.
Hope you are starting to feel better..
wasabi works wonders for a stuffy nose and head.
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i will venture to find out.
humdrum is usually a great time for me to take care of mindless responsibility, leaving me time to use the mind to plot my next intention to take over the world.
hA!
but i can understand the semi-disappointment.
poor pug. *stifled laugh*
i just... geeeesh.
more ubiquitous ambiguous yous...
you you you you you you you you
it might be nice if i had better access to my you's. dammit. i want my journal back.
happy thursday