I Might as Well be an Individually Wrapped Swedish Fish
God gave me two best friends
So that I would later feel abandoned
And again begin to question the need for friends
Lately my frustration has been taking the form of 'strange-entire-side-of-my-head-headache'
The lack of anything good to eat has me either ignoring my hunger or running to Wendy's at 10:30 pm
Either cannot be too healthy, and are likely causing eachother.
I'm in a battle of power with Elsie
The dog thinks she's the one in charge.
It's hard not to scream at her... I hear that doesn't work very well
Then again, remaining calm while you're being pulled in the opposite of your intended direction isn't a piece of cake, either.
How does that Dog Whisperer do it?
I'm jealous.
My legs are sooo sore
But, man, I love those seadoos