Because I’ve already spent the past 24 hours talking about this bug.

Posted on by lindsay
Yesterday, at an hour early I arrived at Amy's, feeling surly. My Posse friends weren't even near When, look, behold, what's standing here? So green, so cute, so freaking bright Standing on my car, this sight! A bug of some exotic flavor Upon my car bestowed his favor. I was filled with joy and so delighted Surely he had just alighted. No passenger just clinging lightly Would survive me taking turns so tightly. He stood there cleaning his antennae Crap, words that rhyme with this aren't many. I snapped pictures; he seemed so chill Despite a camera up in his grill. After photos, I went inside For all I know, he baked and died. But later on last night his kin Chose my outdoor dinner to drop in. And led to the sharing of this story About a green bug and all his glory. But now I think I'll take ...continue reading.

Lies! All Lies!

Posted on by lindsay
Five reasons I am currently VERY tired: 1. We fell asleep lying upside down on the bed with the lights on shortly after midnight. Sometime between 1-2am, Bobby turned off the lights. At 3:11am, Bobby woke me up to tell me to turn around so we could actually use the pillows and covers. 2. Kobe started pacing and grunting around 5am and did not take my attempts to ignore him seriously. He switched to growling softly and endlessly until I relented, got up, and took him and Scout outside. Commence gastrointestinal distress episode THREE MILLION. DOG! Why can you not digest your kibble! 3. Sometime around 6:30am, a piece of shit car parked in the spot directly outside our window and started blasting the best of Hispanic radio. This went on until Bobby peered out window and saw the driver leave the car, silencing the music. 4. This was short-lived. ...continue reading.

Updates that probably warrant their own posts.

Posted on by lindsay
1. I am getting married in several months. 2. Evidently, I have anxiety regarding racing that has phobia-like qualities. 3. Despite several recent bouts of nice weather, I cannot bring myself to stop using the trainer for all rides. 4. The mice are still alive. They run on their wheel for approximately 75% of each day. The wheel squeaks loudly 100% of the time that it is in use. I am down to 0.01% of my original desire to own mice. 5. I am leaving my current job this Friday and starting a new one on Monday. 6. For the first time in my life as a dog owner, I wished fiercely that I would come home to a pile of poop on the floor today. No luck. 7. These are my new favorite shoes: http://boutique.vanillabicycles.com/product/the-pit-boot

Happy (It’s) Valentine’s Day

Posted on by lindsay
I am tired of people complaining about Valentine's Day being a commercial holiday invented by Hallmark to make people spend money. Not celebrating Valentine's Day because you want to 'stick it to the man' or you want to prove that your loved one loves you ALL 365 days of the year is stupid. There are only a handful of holidays that people actually celebrate by changing their daily routines and behaving differently. On the 4th of July, Americans fly the flag, have barbecues, and set off explosives. On Halloween, people dress up, find ways to scare themselves, and give/collect candy. On New Year's Eve, people celebrate the beginning of a new year by getting festively drunk with their friends. And so on. But these "special" days make up only a tiny fraction of an otherwise completely normal year where you get up and live each day ordinarily. Today is Valentine's ...continue reading.

Mice Capades

Posted on by lindsay
The mice are alive and well. They spend the majority of their time running around underneath the bedding in a network of shifting tunnels and burrows, but occasionally venture out to play and eat. And eat and eat and eat. Those two little rodents eat a few tons of seeds every week. It must be why their ears have grown so big. Like little elephant mice. At least I have a back-up plan in the event that I lose interest in the pet mice: That's only a joke. To be honest, I'm such a stupid sucker for little animals that I already feel sad when I think about either of the mice reaching the end of their short lifespans. I almost wish it would turn out that I have a male and a female, and thus an unending succession of baby mice to love, but that would create its own ...continue reading.