Darkrider informs me I need to have a journal entry so as not to be lame. It's Monday night and the pug is staring at me impatiently, wanting to go upstairs to bed. Apparently, the couch isn't cutting it for him.
So, I will obey the will of the pug and go to bed.
So, I will obey the will of the pug and go to bed.
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awesome.
(yeah, i'm looking for a place to ive around hawthorne, perhaps. hard to say.)