over- lefts

my house has turned into a canine rest home. i dogsat over the weekend for two little old men; oliver looks like a baby wolf but is actually thirteen years old, and bentley is pretty much geriatric. they are just like that gay guy from boondock saints: they just want to cuddle. it made writing my statement of purpose a little more tolerable.

this scarf was a christmas present for my mom... two years ago. i just finished it... yesterday.

guess what's making a comeback? oh yes. the hamburger shirt. saved from the goodwill pile back in mass. i will wear it to torture dave.