Gleefully squeaking that dang raccoon toy over and over…
Monthly Archives: December 2012
Kinda funny how the only person I saw go off the road on the freshly snowy and icy roads this morning was one of the only people who didn’t have their lights on. It’s like, there’s a type of person who is just living to die screaming in a fire.
THE CALENDAR ENDS, SO IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD TODAY! REPENT! REPENT! THE END DRAWS NIGH!
Puppy’s first vet appointment is today!
Caravan Palace is the Bomb.
Though I think that the subtitles in the video contain far too many exclamation points.
So cold that when I was getting the cat’s water this morning, I could hear it freezing as I walked. Cold.
…but the top comment for this one says it best: “SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY!”
Woodkid is pretty great, and has the potential of being one of my “must buy everything” artists…
maybe about how cheesy the 80’s music is, or the design choices of whoever bought that black and white polka-dotted cha–HOLY CRAP THAT THING JUST ATE THE CHAIR.