MANGO RUN-DOWN TOFU! NOM NOMNOMNOMNOM.
Presenting: the rainforest.
Chocolate rocks!Saturday, December 31, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Monday, December 26, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Reasons Why I Love the Scruff:
(an unfinished list, in no particular order)
-The underbite
-The way his paws smell.
-How he likes to rest his head on my shoulder.
-Because he loves to give hugs.
-The way he gives sleepy high-fives in the morning.
-How he hides under the covers when he doesn't want to go to work.
-The way he scares puppies.
-Because he rubs on people's legs like a cat when he likes them.
-Because he is always happy to see me.
-The way he prances around like a robot when he is excited.
-Because he can dance.
-The way he sits in the reception chair at work, like he is the receptionist.
-Because he is so snuggly.
-How he always knows when I even think about brushing the snarls out of his fur.
-The fervor with which he attacks his toys.
-His wiggly butt.
-Because he always keeps me company when I feel sick.
-Because he always takes opportunities to walk down trails and roads.
-His unquenchable appetite for mountain climbing.
-Because he will stay in bed with me all day long.
-Because he will then stay up with me all night long.
-Because he loves to fly.
-The way he bounces up when I throw him onto the bed.
-The way he tolerates when other people squeeze him too much with just a disgruntled look.
-How quickly he loves people.
-How sweet he is with kids.
-The way he has to always happily leap through grass.
-The way he stumbles around sleepily when he's drugged for his thunderstorm anxiety.
-Because he never steals food (unless he is drugged.)
-Because sometimes he is intentionally disobedient.
-How well he reads my body language, and how well I can read his.
-The way he sometimes hides his head in the crook of my arm.
-How he tries to be fearsome and scary when he believes there is a threat.
-Because he won't do tricks in front of other dogs.
-How easy he is to make happy.
-How choosy he is about how his lunch and dinner are prepared.
-Because he notices when I dislike someone and treats them with suspicion.
-Because he is a good judge of character.
-Because he helps me interview.
-The way he whine growls when he is agitated.
-The way he runs back to me at the dog park, like something out of a corny movie about a boy and his dog.
-His hatred of unneutered dogs.
-How he lets me brush his teeth, even the lingual surfaces.
-How he carefully tested out of all of the beds at the pet store before we chose one.
-Because he is my partner in crime, and he would follow me wherever I go.
-Because he needs someone to look out for him.
-How easily he has fit into my life.
-The way he sleeps on his back with all of his legs in the air, and how they just kind of float and move around aimlessly.
-The way he plays with toys while laying on his back, holding them between his paws.
(an unfinished list, in no particular order)
-The underbite
-The way his paws smell.
-How he likes to rest his head on my shoulder.
-Because he loves to give hugs.
-The way he gives sleepy high-fives in the morning.
-How he hides under the covers when he doesn't want to go to work.
-The way he scares puppies.
-Because he rubs on people's legs like a cat when he likes them.
-Because he is always happy to see me.
-The way he prances around like a robot when he is excited.
-Because he can dance.
-The way he sits in the reception chair at work, like he is the receptionist.
-Because he is so snuggly.
-How he always knows when I even think about brushing the snarls out of his fur.
-The fervor with which he attacks his toys.
-His wiggly butt.
-Because he always keeps me company when I feel sick.
-Because he always takes opportunities to walk down trails and roads.
-His unquenchable appetite for mountain climbing.
-Because he will stay in bed with me all day long.
-Because he will then stay up with me all night long.
-Because he loves to fly.
-The way he bounces up when I throw him onto the bed.
-The way he tolerates when other people squeeze him too much with just a disgruntled look.
-How quickly he loves people.
-How sweet he is with kids.
-The way he has to always happily leap through grass.
-The way he stumbles around sleepily when he's drugged for his thunderstorm anxiety.
-Because he never steals food (unless he is drugged.)
-Because sometimes he is intentionally disobedient.
-How well he reads my body language, and how well I can read his.
-The way he sometimes hides his head in the crook of my arm.
-How he tries to be fearsome and scary when he believes there is a threat.
-Because he won't do tricks in front of other dogs.
-How easy he is to make happy.
-How choosy he is about how his lunch and dinner are prepared.
-Because he notices when I dislike someone and treats them with suspicion.
-Because he is a good judge of character.
-Because he helps me interview.
-The way he whine growls when he is agitated.
-The way he runs back to me at the dog park, like something out of a corny movie about a boy and his dog.
-His hatred of unneutered dogs.
-How he lets me brush his teeth, even the lingual surfaces.
-How he carefully tested out of all of the beds at the pet store before we chose one.
-Because he is my partner in crime, and he would follow me wherever I go.
-Because he needs someone to look out for him.
-How easily he has fit into my life.
-The way he sleeps on his back with all of his legs in the air, and how they just kind of float and move around aimlessly.
-The way he plays with toys while laying on his back, holding them between his paws.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Support Posts
Sometimes when I need a hug, I just go down to the basement and hug the building's support posts. It is oddly comforting.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
I can't be bothered to truly update this blog tonight as I am busy in my Cephalopod Production Laboratory, eating sweet potatoes, having small existential crises and when not: dancing. Is this happiness? Has my self-awareness come back around in on itself and now is everything a joke and aware of being one and aware of the awareness of being one which is all.... a big huge joke?
Might be!
Document it, I told myself.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
A Very PDQ Thanksgiving
What's open on Thanksgiving? Nothing! But PDQ is!
It was hopping!
Then we posed for pictures outside:
Yeah, it was cuter in Lady and the Tramp.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Minneapolis
We went to Minneapolis!
Pictures by Ben, except for the ones that are of Ben.
There were many large objects on the trip.
Monday, November 21, 2011
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