Current mood:

excited

PUPPEHS
happy three-hundedth anniversary of edgar allen poe's birthday, y'all. i'm going to wear my amazing raven necklace in his honor. i just hunted around my old entries for the picture i took of it when i bought it, but im not reposting it because my neck looks weird/fat. apparently necks can do that.

yesterday i watched a lot of football with swastika tattoo guy who lives here and likes to follow me up the staircase when i wear short skirts. i think we bonded. i hope he doesnt kill/rape me if he relapses on meth. eagles arent going to the superbowl. seriously, fuck the cardinals and everything else about arizona except for the 99 cent juice tall cans at the corner store.

saw my mom on saturday and it went pretty well. talked to her about my book project which i havent mentioned here yet. ill get around to explaining that soon. she was amazingly supportive and for the most part didnt make me want to run screaming from her. we also talked a bit about portland and every time that happens i get giant life-boners made out of excitement and glee.

OH AND PUPPEHS. last night i called her after the steelers won ("PENNSYLVANIA IS STILL IN IT!" "...it's not the same.") and she told me that her and my dad are going to "look at" an old english sheepdog puppeh today. who "looks at" puppehs, really? like you're gonna say... nah this one isn't the cutest fucking thing i've ever seen enough... thanks for your time. sooo unless this dog is seriously crunk in some way this means there will be A NEW PUPPEH at my parents' house. i never go there, but still. so i asked my mom if i could tag along on puppeh assessment mission and she acquiesced! BRINGING CAMERA ZOMG PUPPEHSPUPPEHSPUPPEHS