durrrrrrrrrrrrr
Right now I'm appartment-sitting for my boss. Lemme tell ya, folks, this place is swank. My appartment is nice. I like it. It has "charm." But this place...it has a balcony. Right now it's too cold to enjoy the balcony, but it's there nonetheless. It has a rad kitchen, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and of course all the accoutrements of a couple who spent over thirty years in the foreign service. It's so nice that it would take six years of me saving every penny of my net income to afford the down payment.
Of course, I'm not here for the appartment's sake. I'm here for the sake of a sixteen year-old miniature poodle. She must be walked, she must be fed, she must be medicated. I'm sure it cuts quite the funny picture in Northwest DC to see Chulius, that strapping bit of manflesh, walking an elderly miniature poodle around. Quite funny indeed.
Did I mention it's cold? Because it is. Very cold. Dick-freezing-to-my-thigh cold. I am not built for cold weather. I'm designed for peak performance in a climate just shy of tropical.
Today, on the way home from work, I got a little taste of what the next few days are going to be like. It took approximately thirty-five minutes for the bus I was riding to go one city block. All because some jackass said he had a bomb somewhere or something. This wasn't even a fun thing to scare the squares, like learning where little baby subway trains come from or the tractor man. This was just lame. (The inauguration is in a couple of days, in case anyone doesn't know. One hundred square blocks of downtown DC are being closed off. Snipers, plainclothes policemen, identity checks and metal detectors: basically all the cliches associated with living in a free society.)
The dog just vomited.
Another item of note: Jaden finally posted some actual porno in the porno section of her site. Umbrellas and buildings and old Japanese women are nice, I suppose, but when a young man sees something labeled "porno" certain expectations are sure to follow. Unfortunately said porno isn't some first person "Night in the Life of Jaden" material, but one day perhaps. Maybe one day soon...
And finally, a plea: There are people in this world who are in dire need of our assistance. People who struggle valiantly against the shackles of quote-un-quote normal society.
The people I'm talking about are the young ladies of roller derby.
These women are working under horrifying work conditions and suffering grave bodily harm. Sometimes not even that is enough. This wee lass has been reduced to candystriping to make ends meet. The horror.
There's so much you can do to help. Volunteer to be a referree. Join a league so you can learn firsthand their trials and tribulations. Just showing up at one of their meets shows them that you know they're there and that you respect and love them as the beautiful children of God that they are.
Please, look deep in your heart and give`til it hurts.
Of course, I'm not here for the appartment's sake. I'm here for the sake of a sixteen year-old miniature poodle. She must be walked, she must be fed, she must be medicated. I'm sure it cuts quite the funny picture in Northwest DC to see Chulius, that strapping bit of manflesh, walking an elderly miniature poodle around. Quite funny indeed.
Did I mention it's cold? Because it is. Very cold. Dick-freezing-to-my-thigh cold. I am not built for cold weather. I'm designed for peak performance in a climate just shy of tropical.
Today, on the way home from work, I got a little taste of what the next few days are going to be like. It took approximately thirty-five minutes for the bus I was riding to go one city block. All because some jackass said he had a bomb somewhere or something. This wasn't even a fun thing to scare the squares, like learning where little baby subway trains come from or the tractor man. This was just lame. (The inauguration is in a couple of days, in case anyone doesn't know. One hundred square blocks of downtown DC are being closed off. Snipers, plainclothes policemen, identity checks and metal detectors: basically all the cliches associated with living in a free society.)
The dog just vomited.
Another item of note: Jaden finally posted some actual porno in the porno section of her site. Umbrellas and buildings and old Japanese women are nice, I suppose, but when a young man sees something labeled "porno" certain expectations are sure to follow. Unfortunately said porno isn't some first person "Night in the Life of Jaden" material, but one day perhaps. Maybe one day soon...
And finally, a plea: There are people in this world who are in dire need of our assistance. People who struggle valiantly against the shackles of quote-un-quote normal society.
The people I'm talking about are the young ladies of roller derby.
These women are working under horrifying work conditions and suffering grave bodily harm. Sometimes not even that is enough. This wee lass has been reduced to candystriping to make ends meet. The horror.
There's so much you can do to help. Volunteer to be a referree. Join a league so you can learn firsthand their trials and tribulations. Just showing up at one of their meets shows them that you know they're there and that you respect and love them as the beautiful children of God that they are.
Please, look deep in your heart and give`til it hurts.
