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the last two months

Monday, April 12th, 2010

Look at this:

Seriously.

The cutest cuteness in all the cutenesses. He’s got two diplomas under his belt, and he’s only 8 months old. He’s also a scientist, he studies the mechanics of kennel doors.

His current portfolio includes knowing all his paws by numbers, crawl, spin/twist, roll-over in both directions, target, fetch, and he knows come, and is working on his 60 second sits and downs. He of course, prefers “place” to being told what to do.

Basically, he’s a prodigy.

And he occupies all my time and money. And he wakes me up at the worst hours every night.

But I loooove him.

I’ve started some seeds for a garden this summer, which I suspect the dog will have fun digging up if the squirrels and wild rabbit/hare-things don’t get to it first. So far I have brussels sprouts, purple peppers, broccoli, strawberries, and two kinds of tomatos started. I have more seeds for later, but I can’t remember what they are. Peas, beans, normal stuff. I need to get some kale seeds because kale chips are something I can’t live without.

I just downloaded the newer Regina Spektor cd. The dog and I appreciate it, but someone else has declared her a weird aquarius. I guess that’s the appeal for me.

Homework time.

believe me

Wednesday, June 10th, 2009

I AM happy

the entry wear i’m propping my head up with my calculator

Wednesday, March 11th, 2009

daylight savings appears to be kicking my ass just as hard (maybe harder) as a complete lack of sunshine was after the last time the clocks changed.

i rocked the course i just finished, and now i’m wrapping up another one. and i just can’t stay awake long enough to study.

the boyfriend is talking of going to mexico on his own vacation next week before we go on vacation together next month. i didn’t think it would bother me as much as it does. i guess i was hoping he would spend a week at home cleaning up his mess he didn’t get to on his last week off. instead, i will leap over his piles of clothing and books and dirtiness while he goes and naps for a week in mexico. because i’m in a bad mood right now, good riddance, i say.

sometimes i wonder how he’d accomplish anything without me. sometimes i think he knows he wouldn’t accomplish anything without me.

i think (and sort of hope) that i’m coming down with a bug of some kind. i could use a(nother) day off.

my grandmother is coming to visit soon. i can’t have her over in this mess. i’ll be done my course a few days before she gets here, hopefully that will be enough time to sweep the crap under the sofa… errr, tidy up a little.

zonk.