Toughnuts

I like parties, it's balloons I don't like. Don't talk to me about balloons. Balloons explode, Jen. They explode suddenly and unexpectedly. They are filled with the capacity to give me a little fright. And I find that unbearable.
Roy always manages to sum up my feelings about life perfectly.


I need this dog stat. TOO CUTE!!!!!!! I'm obsessed with dogs lately. I really love the small ones now, but only if they're not yippy. There is a dog across the hall that is always yipping when it hears someone. I find the family strange as well. The wife did a lot of peeping out the door at us. She would actually crack the door open and watch while we were in the hall. They have a dog, and yet the woman acts afraid of my dogs even though they ignore her. They have a son in high school and one day the father opened the door at the same time I was coming out and the boy was standing in the doorway in nothing but his tighty whities. As soon as he saw me he ducked back behind the corner, but I found it amusing nonetheless.

I ate too much today. I think it's the change in weather and not wanting to go out. I like being tucked into bed with my pups around me, sipping on various beverages and watching my programs.