Avid reader and writer. Passionate violinist. Elephant lover. Television enthusiast. Constant daydreamer. Fan of spontaneity .
Respond to every call that excites your spirit.
Ignore those that make you fearful
and sad, that degrade you
back toward disease and death.
I can’t even handle how intense this season of True Blood is. I’m either laughing nostalgically, brooding anxiously, or sobbing uncontrollably. All of the feels.
I had such a good time at work tonight, despite the actual working being total chaos. I love my co-workers. I’m getting to know them all SO well, and they’re awesome.
I have the house to myself until tomorrow morning. I get to spend the next 24 hours without pants! Whoop whoop!
I called the veterinarian this morning to talk about Bingley’s appetite loss. Apparently, depression is a common side effect amongst neutered dogs and I should feed him something bland, like boiled chicken.
So now I’m sipping on black coffee and boiling chicken at 10:30 a.m. My spoiled puppy better eat.