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Ginger - May 23, 2008 6:57:08 am PDT #289 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Randomly, dog #1 came over and licked my foot once, sighed heavily, and laid down on his bed. What's with the sigh, man?

Mr. Peabody will sometimes just wander about the house taking a lick here and there in the hopes that the bathtub or the curtain has turned into cheese.

Oh, ibuprofen, how I love you. It holds the arthritis in my hands and knees in check. I'm off NSAIDS until my gum/sinus surgery Wednesday, and I'm gradually turning into the Tin Man without an oil can.

sj - May 23, 2008 7:30:50 am PDT #290 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I'm at the old apartment with a stack of magazines and books. I just ordered Chinese food to be delivered, and I am vaguely contemplating cleaning.

JZ - May 23, 2008 7:32:55 am PDT #291 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Mr. Peabody will sometimes just wander about the house taking a lick here and there in the hopes that the bathtub or the curtain has turned into cheese.

What I really admire about Mr. Peabody is just how deep and true his hope runs -- from your tales, it sounds like he doesn't always give up after a single lick; sometimes he'll just eat the entire thing, on the off chance, no matter how long it takes, that the next bite will be cheese. And apparently there's no substance so unpromising that he will reject it out of hand. He's got pluck, that dog.

Frankenbuddha - May 23, 2008 7:48:49 am PDT #292 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Randomly, dog #1 came over and licked my foot once, sighed heavily, and laid down on his bed. What's with the sigh, man?

See, your foot probably smells better (to a dog) than it tastes. Kinda like Playdough is for kids.

Ginger - May 23, 2008 7:59:15 am PDT #293 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

He's really funny when there's something on the stove. He starts sniffing the whole house looking for the thing that smells good.

Sean K - May 23, 2008 8:01:54 am PDT #294 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

I am SOOOO FRIGGIN' COLD this morning. Dammit! I hate cold. It's one of the top three reasons I left Michigan.

Aims - May 23, 2008 8:07:54 am PDT #295 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

t just returned from basking in sun

t in Michigan

Sean K - May 23, 2008 8:13:19 am PDT #296 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

::narrows eyes at Aims::

::kills her with eye laser beams::

Frankenbuddha - May 23, 2008 8:16:48 am PDT #297 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

I am SOOOO FRIGGIN' COLD this morning. Dammit! I hate cold. It's one of the top three reasons I left Michigan.

It'll be OK Sean, I'm sure wildfire season is right around the corner.

Aims - May 23, 2008 8:16:57 am PDT #298 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Nyah.

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