Dead time & the Boston Terrier

I dispise the days between Christmas and New Year. The days really seem to drag on endlessly.

Since I haven't been dating much (at all) lately, I guess I will be hooping it up on New Year's eve with the best date ever. Lil' llama is a great companion. I don't even have to fix my hair (or shave my legs.) But, I am afraid I am getting way to comfortable with this. I resort to having fun, hanging out with her, rather than going out and trying to find that dream boat we all know really doesn't exist anyway. Well, maybe he does exist, but going through all the losers to find him is quite exhausting.

The handsome fella in the picture is Blackie Bruce. He belongs to my sister-in-law and late brother. What a hottie. He was bred with quite a bit of Mississippi leg hound and as the littlest of llamas likes to say, "Blackie likes to dance" (on everyone's leg.) Lately, he's been doing a new trick of sneaking up on your foot and trying to slidein a little action. I think he thinks it's foreplay. Still, he is my favorite little puppy in the whole world.

I hope everyone had a great Christmas. Be careful on New Year's as we all know, it's amateur night.

Quote for the day: "A dream is a wish your heart makes." - Cinderella

It's about damn time...

I haven't been dating lately, so there's not been too much blogging material coming my way.

Today, finally, I will blog.

Lil' Llama wants to go to Italy. The topic keeps popping up around me. I have been encouraged to go by friends and family. Yeah, pretty f**king cool. Vic wants to go for her Senior Trip. Oh hell, it's really happening. She's going to graduate in 2008. Class of 2008. The whole thing scares the shit out of me.

The picture of Italy makes me feel better.

Quote for the day: "I brought squeeze cheeze" - Big "D" employee