so bad for poor old Blackjack. he tore his ACL again and is on dog bed rest again :( that means no more dog beach - probably ever :( sob...
listening
to Dead Souls, both versions
smelling
burnt pizza - someone really needs to clean that oven but i've kinda checked out now ;)
hating
my hair even more than this morning. i got it cut and it's just awful and i have been pulling it all day to make it grow faster... with no success. those y-e-a-r-s of pressing down the tip of my nose never worked either
loving
conditioner for kinky afro hair - it works wonders on unkinky hair too and hopefully it will make it look a little longer and more relaxed ;)
wishing
that derned pizza didn't smell so good. i'm not even hungry, i had Indian food for lunch
getting
sick of the house search. every house is too tiny or too ridiculously huge or has yucky carpet or is too remote or too central or it doesn't have a fence, or the basement looks like prostitutes and college students have been dismembered in it. we are going to end up with the first one that's 7.7 miles from Trader Joe's, i just know it :|
ps it's adorable and the floor is soooooo shiny (it's the little things that make my heart skip a beat ;)
today's nails - they make Aaron want brown M&Ms and Danny, Freddo Frogs
oh gosh.... now i think i want to live on Wah Wah Taysee Road......... (though that horizon makes me uncomfortable)
seeing Clinton is on my bucket list... that Obama's already checked off ;)
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