Sailor!

I have been thinking about getting another dog. I don't think Sailor could handle it. He tried to bite a cute fat English Bulldog yesterday just because I pet him. I don't know what to do!! I want a colony of puppies with big, silly googley eyeballs. TONS.

I have two nights left to get my fill of Haunted Houses. I am going back to Wiards tonight, and hopefully it was as rad as it was last year!!!! Wish me luck; I plan on wrestling a werewolf. xo.

Putt Putt

Sailor looks like such a stud in his newest life vest. Ever since I found out the French Bulldogs sink, not swim, canoe trips have become slightly panic inducing.





It was really warm for like 30 minutes the other day.
Oh Fall, how I will miss you.

Cheaters.

Boy Toy and I were doing some dog sitting and enjoying having our brains melted by cable tv. There was a "Cheaters" marathon on. I am proud to say that this was the first time I had ever witnessed this garbage. Have you guys?????
Anyway, I had to stop watching when the camera crew comes and busts this dude cheating on his girlfriend, and the cheating boyfriend stabs the host. There was a little note at the end that stated the gray haired host dude is alive and well and will continue his important career of busting cheaters.

B.T. believes that it is 100% true t.v.!!! and I just can't believe it.
What do you think??

He is a big softy...

Once you give this tuffff guy a few beers, he turns into a big baby.



C: Every time I see the new girl, she is having the most intense conversation with a different man. I mean she has only worked here for like 2 weeks.
Me: I know, we have been here like three years and I don't know half of these guys.
C: How does she know them all so intimately?
Me: Maybe she gives out HJ's on her lunch break???


Two Girls, One Kernel.

um.....

Next to my locker at work there is a room with a new sign on the door that says "Lactation Station".

I will NEVER enter, no matter how curious I am.

Cute!

OMG OMG.
Go.
Now!

At the Grand Opening of the

new Whole Foods, there was almost 75o people waiting in a line to get in.

Me trying to get into work and grabbed up by an old lady.

Old Hag:THERE IS A LINE. I HAVE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR A HOUR.
Me: I have to go to work here.
Just to set the record straight, it is a store not a ride and if there is a store that lets one person in at a time, let me know, because all 750 of those people had to come in a shop together. oh no.

Back to the old grind...

Instead of collecting magnets or spoons, I think I should collect state Sheriff badges. They really could come in handy.



The I-80 is the ugliest piece of shit that I have ever drove on. It smelled like farm.

Anyway. I finally got a Dr. note saying that I could go back to work, and is suuuuuuuuucks. This old dad maybe grandpa-like black man that looks like a healthier version of the old drug dealer from "Requiem For a Dream" has been annoying me at work. You know, the character that is only dude in the state with heroin, and he hooks Jennifer Connelly up with that stripping for drugs job? He is fucking scary.

Anyway, he came in the first day and insisted that we used to date.
NO NO NO NO NO old fucking man/geriatric.
Then he came back and asked me if I could please try to stay out of his dreams.
Yesterday he asked me if I could recommened something sweeter than me.
I almost barfed.