Kuma is conspiring with M. Night Shyamalan to make my night complete by relentlessy trying to stick his muddy paw in my wine. I would have thought it was a lone gunman sort of thing but I just finished "The Village" and can't escape the feeling that it was 108 minutes that would've been better spent drinking a gallon of urine or going to the ( Read more... )

These are some of the weird things I've seen/found over the past week:

1: A piece of copy paper in the foreign exchange house that said "This is Tommy [a doodle of Tommy] I want to go to sleep. I need money. I like orangejuice. I would like WATCH TV I enjoy the play gameTommy and I understand each other ( Read more... )

( pirate dog! )

Never forget:
we walk on hell,
gazing at flowers.

-Issa Kobayashi

I'm still sick. I WILL NOT get this booked finished on time. That is unless I can set and print 24 poems, half of which are in a language I am increasingly unsure of. And let's not forget the eightish poems that don't really exist yet. I'm still sick. This is the second day I haven't gone to work. Will I still have a job next week? Sure I'm ( Read more... )

Holy shit my parents finally got a dog! She's a 9 year old bulldog that's blind in one eye! A pirate dog!

http://zombies.insertdisc.com/mattcordes/

Kuma fell off the bed last night whilst very carefully making room for Becca, should she return. I really needed a puppy-free couple of hours tonight and got it. Kittens are stupid currency.

I'm a man without a corkscrew, nails, string, paper clips, etc. How the fuck am I going to open this bottle of cheap cheap wine (without breaking it)???

So I finally fell prey to the prejudices assigned to big headed dogs. I attached Kuma to a bike rack so I could go get a bagel and he was fine. He looked around and laid down and watched me through the window and I watched him and everything was okay. Until this hippy fuck started harassing him. I'm waiting for this dickhead in front of me ( Read more... )