So I guess I know what my ass pain was yesterday. Fuck technology. Also, lookit the widdle fuzzy antlers.
Actually, my ass always hurts. Kinda has been the state of things since we moved (or a little before we moved) two years ago. It’s totally coincidental. I didn’t hurt my ass while moving, although I thought I must be perpetuating the hurt as I did things like paint the shit brown walls in the bedroom […]
I know, that’s not the saying, right? Hear me out… Being resistant to something is not a guarantee. I think the only exception to this is… remember the old Saturn sedans? Like many people of a certain age, this was the first new car Paul and I bought. It was the first car we owned […]
I had something else I was going to say today, and if I manage to remember what exactly it was, maybe I’ll start to put it down. Our oldest pug, Walt, has seizures. Not horrible ones, like our first peke, Monster, did… they’re subtle as they happen, but they result in his clearly not being […]
I would tell her that one day, you will find a couple seventeen inch hairs growing off your chin, and it’s okay. You’re not turning into a goat, and anyway… Goats are cool, they’re like extra smart, pointy dogs. Anyone who says otherwise can kindly fuck off. And that’s why I have no children. The […]
So, new laptop, and there’s this ephemeral message notification pop up and Jesus FUCK is that thing irritating. Thanks for telling me about the spam email trying to sell N95 masks for my pugs, motherfuckers. We had to take one of the pugs to the doggy psychologist. I’m 87% sure the issue between Bruce (the […]