Is there anything sadder than rims that don't spin?
I say neigh.
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Lots of nothing to talk about re: the weekend. It was cold, rainy, and I consumed more cholesterol than i though possible; also, a steak. There were Amish girls riding bikes in the cold rain with no tights or legwarmers to protect their skinny limbs, we spent our inheritence on Reisling, I met a substitute teacher who worked in a winery and I thought to myself how eaasily I could do that.
You might also find it interesting that I read a book about border collies who live on a farm and WORK and now I think my dog is nothing but a lazy, unemployed hunk of fur who sleeps all day and eats our gum, similar to several of my roommates circa 1999-2001.
Tonight, I will either go visit my BBFFFFF, bored in the hospital with her two year old who has a sinus-thing. Or, I'll go drink at a bar with friends, something I feel I haven't done since the Clinton administration. Maybe both.
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is SLH a border collie? perhaps you shouldn't hold him to such a high standard. compared to, say, a goldfish, he is a whirling ball of cuteness and activity.
I hold him to no standard. That being said, his cuteness could be used for good. I'm pretty sure rays of cuteness emenating from dogs eyeballs can cure debilitating diseases.
Be careful on the bar thing: I hear that Bar Pilar is haunted. Or that someone was mugged and slashed at outside of it last week. Not sure which, but it's definitely one of those, with the other one added to make it funny instead of distressing.
HAUNTED!
Anyways, I'll be more careful on 14th. Luckily, that wasn't my choice of venue last night.
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