Buster Dog wasn’t allowed in the bed for a very very long time (he has his Buster Bed which is like a tricked out cave full of blankets and bed and toys and I’m jealous of it truthfully. It looks so cozy). He could come up for morning cuddles on the weekend. When Jeff was in the hospital a lot, Buster got to sleep in…

C’mon, I don’t inflict interp on people :)

ah nope. nope nope.

ugghhhhhh why is she playing the shittiest venue in Philadelphia. I’ll probably still go though.

OohhhH! This means tour! (I hope) I’m so excited. I love seeing her live.

I was visiting friends in Boston earlier in February and I felt myself getting sick. Stomach, achey, headachey and was like having this horrible ‘fuuucckkkk I’m out of town and I’m getting the flu’.

Thank fucking god because I haven’t been in contact with the wider humanity in four months and I go back to my ‘see 10,000 people a day’ job soon. Oh and riding the tuberculosis mobile AKA the el. And I was convinced I was going to have to go all hot zone and get some serious PPE to avoid falling to the flu.

Plebs. Proles.

I go into a blind rage every time one of those damn Pellaton commercials comes on.

I had never eaten there before and it was like a group of 15 people so I went with it.

Thanks. I’m sorry I caused you to cry though!

Yeah, you’re right on.

This jobbie.

I have hair about the same texture as you. Mine is colored and I use heat on it more than I should.

People look at me like I’m crazy when I say I’d rather have a root canal than a filling.

Thanks for the thoughts.

But they were so delicious! It’s so profoundly sad. That was a delicious meal. A delicious meal that felt like a stabbing for 48 hours.

The absorption thing could have also been a cancer related thing, so maybe it isn’t true across the board.

You might have pneumonia.

Buster Dog says ‘Welcome to the Animals in Bow Ties’ club.