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2.14.06

although Bean got a slow start, she's now navigating the snow like I imagine a jackelope would

7.31.2005

Bright Lights, Big City; cupcake cafe w. 18th st.

Bean may have actually licked that woman's foot.

4.24.2005

At some point last spring I planted 3 or four peone plants in my 'garden'. when the end of summer came along, they weren't doing too well due to the combination of rambunctious dog and poor soil quality (I think, I'm no gardener) so I uprooted them in favor of a more minimalist simple barren look. But LOOK! they came back! immortal soil.

4.3.2005

In an effort to broaden my website horizons, so you don't think I'm unhealthily obsessed with my dog, this is Inky (on the left. on the right is a colleague's idea of a hysterical addition to the fishbowl). Inky lives at the office. And I do mean lives. He's been with us since July, although daily people mistake his still demeanor for being dead (which is funny since the dead is our area of expertise). It's my feeling that perhaps fish sleep. I was also under the impression that fish die sooner rather than later after leaving the pet store. I was wrong.

2.27.2005

just to give you a sense of what I torture my friends with in IM

2.20.2005

so, okay, just one more of Bean. if she were yours, you'd likely be as obsessed with her as I am. No no no, I'm not focusing any unsatisfied desire to nurture a child that I might have. Really I'm not. this thing sleeps way more than any child of mine would need to in order to keep me happy. like right at this moment she's curled up underneath my legs while I, too, am horizontal on the couch. And in an hour or so, she'll happily trail me to bed where she'll maneuver herself under the quilt and sleep through the night. again curled up in the crook of my legs, or belly.

1.23.2005

what else is there to say, other than that it's becoming abundantly clear that I need to develop other interests. If Bean were a human, she's be plenty messed up by now.

1.22.2005