Okay, so this is a new post about the 4th of July. Let's pretend I didn't fuck up the first one.

Anyway, Mom, Jeff, Mark and I went to Mike's for a cookout last night. It was nice. Cold but nice. It definitely didn't feel like July. It felt more like Halloween. But it was nice; good food, good friends. Until the neighbors came. We didn't really like ( Read more... )

Like the subject line? It's about my baby Froy. He's a gerbil. His brother is Scout. They rock. But unfortunately I've decided they must go back to Petco. It's a very hard decision to make because they are the cutest and I could watch them for hours and feed them treats until they are too full. But the thing is, they've been locked in my bedroom ( Read more... )