I have literally no interest in having a dog.

But yes.

Yeah, I know the feeling. I miss having Nitsa the golden retriever next door. She'd always greet me and when I'd see her at the field, love all over me in the most...omega (?*) fashion ever, but that was the extent of my responsibility for her.

• She'd just collapse at my feet. She has no leadership desires at all. If all I'd give her was a foot to sleep on, she was blissful. She was so ready to soak up all your attention, but if you put her off, she didn't sulk. Just waited. I spent most of the time at their house last time with her on my lap.I could shoo her away and she'd obey, but eh, I hadn't seen her in a few months. B&J both remark on how funny it is how much this dog LOVES me.

Also? When Loki would hiss at her through her glass door? She'd hide her face. HILARIOUS.

Oh, in other news? I totally found my way into a humblebrag about the Good Stuff today. This friend asked if I have a tumblr, so I was telling her about that, and she asked if I knew my followers or what, and I was like, "...well, there are 2500 followers, so." GOOD STUFF, people!!

GOOD STUFF!

I do pretty well with the being in the moment stuff, which I learned here. But I have trouble with, well, times of trouble. I mean, sometimes the moment sucks! Which I guess is when the other aphorism kicks in, the only way out is through. But I think it's hard for me sometimes to tell the difference between paralyzed with indecision and not freaking out about the future. I don't feel particularly anxious about the future at the moment, and the future probably totally bites for a while here. So then, am I living in the moment or in total denial?

Currently I'm being bombarded with Star Wars questions that I do not have the mental capacity to answer because I'm also ordering the week's groceries in another tab. Why don't we see Anakin being born? But why doesn't the movie go back that far? Why isn't Emperor Palpatine a ghost? But why is he a Sith? But why did Anakin turn to the Dark Side? But why was he so angry?

If only all of children's challenging questions could be answered with "No one knows for sure, honey, but I'm pretty sure George Lucas has been abusing hallucinogens for years."

Dude, Lise, this is some epitaph worthy stuff:

Bulls****ing is hard, but tellin' the truth is easy....you can write!"

are you having to watch the prequels too? because there has to be some limits for the agony one should experience as a parent. You don't deserve this punishment. Are you a felon, Jessica?

One of my proudest moments as a parent was when Dylan asked us to turn Phantom Menace off because it was boring. So the only prequel-era stuff he's really seen is Clone Wars.

Citric acid! I have that in my spice cabinet. Hmmm....

this is some epitaph worthy stuff:

I'm telling you!

Well, 0 for 2 in sports tonight. Well, actually 1 for 3, because the Blackhawks won this afternoon.

But on the plus side, watching basketball I don't actually care that much about was the perfect backdrop for sorting my inbox and the mail basket, wherein I found my Christmas steakhouse gift certificate, yay! But not my missing W2.

He just had this interchange with Thelonious' son:

That was AMAZING. He must be giddy!

Jesse, there's never too many ornj kitties!

They just finished. He says it's the best any work of his has ever been performed. YAY!