I think I wrote this here before, but I'm not in favor of a mute button.

I'm in favor of an electric collar controlled by my mind that everyone (well, most people) will wear, so I'll be able to zap them whenever they do or say something stupid.

I think it's a win-win situation.

I'm in favor of an electric collar controlled by my mind that everyone (well, most people) will wear, so I'll be able to zap them whenever they do or say something stupid.

I'm in favor of Shir being in control of electric shock collars worn by people from WBC. Only thing is, we had better work out solar panels to power them, because regular batteries would wear out too fast.

I should not be one of those with any kind of controlling device. I have little self-control and would become a despot quickly.

I wrote a post on my blog about snow days. I am trying to write more; i was doing pretty good until I got this job, but it's kicked my ass time-wise. I'm going to try to write at least once a week; it's good for me.

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I'm in favor of Shir being in control of electric shock collars worn by people from WBC. Only thing is, we had better work out solar panels to power them, because regular batteries would wear out too fast.

Five words: quantum technology powered by brainwaves. More words: batteries? Solar tech? Pfft.

When I dream, I dream big. And with painfully revengeful just, for some odd reason. Dunno, maybe it's my trust issues, and that boy who declined my everlasting affection in the second grade.

This post has brought to you by the letter F. For being (slightly) feverish, you pervs.

Erin, I follow your blog and am glad you updated past Thanksgiving!!

Some days Dallas still goes crazy in the snow and some days not so much. Today she seemed inbetween.

She got salt or ice in her back paw and when she winced and picked it up she wiped out completely because she couldn't keep her balance. I scooped her up and cuddled her and carried her home.

So glad she's a tiny dog.

I hear you. Darby stopped dead this morning about a half a block from home and just sat on the sidewalk and refused to budge.

We aren't really the boss, are we?

Now she's all crashed out on muscle relaxers.

D'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

A friend's daughter. I had to share: [link]