Apr 06, 2006 21:21
My dog prooved herself useful for the first time in her little redundant life. I think she sensed my cramps and sprawled her fuzzy warm body across my stomach. In the words of my mom and Jon Stewart: whooshaguuudgrrrl?whooshaguuudgrrrrl?
Why can't my tedious lucrative job be as fun camp? Why can't camp be lucrative? Oh, right, not for profit. guh. At least they feed me all the soy chicken I want. Gottdamn I love soy chicken.