Last night RM and I looked up llamas, dogs, and alpacas on the web. Candace was not happy at the prospect of a foster sister (we don't have penises in our house, not until Chris and Trevor come in the fall, anyway), and ignored us. Most of the animals we looked at were friggin' adorable. There was one Great Dane/boxer mix that I wanted to adopt, regardless. So cute.

In other news, I'm heading to my parents' house next weekend to babysit my brother. The RM is leaving for a festival in her hometown this weekend, which will be sad. I've been missing LW, which is bad news bears.

I looked at Portland personals today (not Craigslist) and have decided to move there. At least until I find the San Francisco personals and decide to move there instead.

Someone knocked off their right SUV mirror on our neighbor's mailbox yesterday night and didn't even slow down. We found it in our yard this morning.

I made cookies last night from a box. Bad fuckin' idea. They forced me to eat another one when I woke up. I think I will throw them away when I return home, which will be very late since I am covering for Doofus from six to ten.

Oh money.

Lately I have been obsessing over tattoos.