I gave in to Facebook.

So it's a lovely sunny Sunday, and I take Al Pacino out for a walk. We run into a 5 year old platinum gold(en) retreiver and a young pitbull, bot of whom Al Pacino is wary of and curious about. Their owners say that Al Pacino is gorgeous, and I thank them, having heard this many times before ( Read more... )

Maybe because this week has been too much like this lyric from Comfort Eagle:

Now today is tomorrow
And tomorrow today
And yesterday is weaving in and out

I have school two days a week, right?

So Monday night I sleep at the safehouse - what I am now calling my grandma's house - and then go to school on Tuesday from 8am to 9pm. This past Tuesday night it ( Read more... )

AL PACINO IS GOING TO POO AGAIN AFTER HE POOS OUTSIDE. THERE'S NO WAY AROUND IT. WATCH HIM FOR SIGNS FOR AT LEAST AN HOUR AFTER YOU BRING HIM IN, YOU DOLT.

So today I'm not scheduled for work because once Feb 16 rolls around I'm going to be at Stanislaus practically all day Tuesday and Thursday. But I missed the childrens, so I went in for a visit anyway. I came in as they were finishing lunch - a meat and chili beans catastrophe - and immediately made myself useful by pulling one of my favorite ( Read more... )

So I have this book, Better Homes and Gardens New Baking Book, the 1998 edition. I received it as a Birthday present from someone who used to be my friend but doesn't talk to me anymore. Regardless of the words written on the inside cover and their stinging memory for me, I treasure the book, and since this past Christmas I received a Kitchen Aide ( Read more... )

Rules:

1. Post your own "carpe diem list" of things you would like to accomplish this year.
2. The items you list should be things you have always wanted to do but were never brave enough to do or didn't take the initiative to do.
3. Adding items to the list as the year goes on is encouraged.
4. Subtracting items from the list is strictly forbidden unless you are ( Read more... )

Last night/ this morning, last year/this year, my Mami made us virgin mimosas. I hated it, actually. We didn't go to a big family gathering like usual, something we haven't done in years. Papi slept through the countdown, and my sisters and I watched The Nanny all the way through.

Anyway, I think I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that we were ( Read more... )

So, I know I sometimes rant on here about what despicable little brats my sisters are, bemoan how they don't respect me and in general fear that my love suffocates them ( Read more... )