Friday Glee!

[earthbelow]

5 Good Things About Today

1. First smoothie since Lent began! Wahoo! I managed to restrain myself 'til today!
2. End of the semester, also wahoo!
3. It's Friday. Finally.
4. Dogs. Dogs. Dogs. Dogs.
5. Got out of last class way, way early.

3 Things I Did Well

1. New layout for my journal (it's almost done, I need technical help)
2. Made my own dinner
3. Worked on both a short story and my novel

2 Things I Look Forward to Tomorrow

1. Working on novel
2. Sleeping in!

Comments

[celticcowboy68.livejournal.com]

I loves me some Fridays, unfortunately I missed out on the sleeping in today. ~sigh~

Please tell me they're big, unruly, drooling dogs and not small, yappy, stickless dustmop dogs.

[thousandpages.livejournal.com]

Aww.

Please tell me they're big, unruly, drooling dogs and not small, yappy, stickless dustmop dogs.

One of them is medium, not unruly as such, and keeps the drool to a bare minimum. But he does like to rub his head against things and makes "narf" sounds a lot. His name is Buster. He's a Sheltie and survivor of a dog vs. car showdown that he went through in puppyhood.

The other is quite small and quite psychotic. His name is Puddles (my sister gave him that name. Personally, I would've named him Killer or Biscuit or something). People seem to have a hate-on for the smaller breeds (but T]they're not just for self-possessed starlets anymore).

But that's probably why I like my minaturized psycho killer so much. He sits where he pleases and picks fights with much bigger dogs, and people, and occasionally inanimate objects. He's not really small and yappy, he was just bred that way. :)

(No, I don't carry him around in a Louis Vuitton tote bag or anything.)

- Meg

[celticcowboy68.livejournal.com]

Naming a dog Puddles is just asking for trouble. That's probably why he's a psycho killer. I'm pretty sure that if you ever actually carry him around in a Louis Vuitton handbag you'll create the canine equivalent of the anti-christ.

I don't have a hate-on for smaller breeds, as I'm a complete pushover for just about any animal I come across. I just don't consider them Dogs. Just accept the fact that my brain is a convoluted, twisty little pretzel of arbitrary and eclectic uselessness and we'll leave it at that.

[thousandpages.livejournal.com]

That's probably why he's a psycho killer.

Probably. Although, I'm told he comes from a long prestigious line of psycho killer dogs. His great, great, great grandsire met Cujo in the pound.

just don't consider them Dogs.

Eh. To each his own, I guess. I think he's 100% dog, even if he is only 4 pounds of fightin' fury.

Just accept the fact that my brain is a convoluted, twisty little pretzel of arbitrary and eclectic uselessness and we'll leave it at that.

Probably would be why I friended you :)

- Meg

[celticcowboy68.livejournal.com]

"I think he's 100% dog, even if he is only 4 pounds of fightin' fury."

You win this time, Batman. I remember this dog I walked past everyday back in junior high. He was a chihuahua. But in his own mind, he was 1200 lbs of pure muscle. Dogs come from the inside.

"Probably would be why I friended you"

Let me know when you regret it. I keep a chart.