I'm feeling so lazy today. I am one-part big fat old dog. I don't really want to move, but if someone comes over and wants to take me for a walk, I will begrudgingly oblige. This is why I hang out with Atheist-Friend. She walks me quite regularly.
I am also one-part guppy. If you leave a pan of brownies at my house, I will eat them until I explode and die. Oddly enough, the brownies on my counter are also from Atheist-Friend.
So why the hell isn't she here taking me for my walk? I'm about to die here.
I felt a little less lazy yesterday when my stubby little fingers flew across the keyboard as I wrote a must-read article on why I hate Halloween. It's right here. One click away.
You gotta cut me some slack. I promised those people at Chicago Parent Magazine something for today, and it was either give them the Halloween write-up or my college paper on why I hate Middle English.
Thank you, loyal reader. I knew you'd understand.