October 23rd, 2004

Ceci n'est pas une personne.

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Sometimes that little dirty minded 14 year old is screaming to be let loose. The Imp or Perversity. And sometimes you have to yank hard on the little fuckers chain to keep him in line.

Like 15 minutes ago...

I was at the supermarket getting candy for Halloween, and some woman is reading a recipe from a magazine, "Ooooh! Mint cheese cake with nut crust!" Oh, how I wanted to say, "Yeah, I got yer nut crust right here."

Luckly self control was maintained and I was not ejected from the store.
Ceci n'est pas une personne.

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A bumper sticker I saw yesterday...



We have a visiting dog. Two actually, bringing the canine population up to 4 for the weekend. But one of them is a snipped male Springer Spaniel. I think they snipped him a little late, as he still tries to hump everything. But not only that, he's really aggressive. We've already had to break up a few fights. Usually people bring over their females and they vibe nicely with the other dogs. I'm thinking a "no male dogs allowed" rule will be put into place. Place the little fucker bit me.