Day number 1!

I got a blog! FINALLY! I have been talking about this day, for what, EVER?! Well at any rate, I am excited. I hope that I remember to post, and that it will be interesting and fun, and maybe...MAYBE at least one person will read it, and it brings them joy. I hope it makes them want to vom cupcakes and unicorns and rainbows. This is my wish. Anyways, today was mostly just a lazy day for Sully and I. Since I decided not to make the 5 hr journey to Washington this weekend, (which makes me sad, for many a reasons), I pretty much have the 3 day weekend all to myself. YEAH! So...Sully and I laid around in bed for a bit, then I got up and made banana pancakes..which I COMPLETELY forgot that the batches make like 15 or so. Cool. So I ate two of the pancakes...and then thought in my little betty crocker mind..that "OH!, I will cook the rest of them..so that way I have leftovers". This was foolish, because number 1.) I do not eat these kinds of leftovers. And Number 2.) I left the pancakes on the griddle for oh...say like an hour. I finally remembered them...ran back to the kitchen...HARD AS FREAKING ROCKS! Im not even joking you..I could have probably played fetch with Sully with them for like 2 hrs...if she were to retrieve, but that is another story entirely. Anyways, so after that...cleaned my savage apartment. Went to the Saturday Market in Salem. Which I am SUPER happy, that it has finally started up again! I am so excited to go almost every Saturday, and buy fresh organic veggies, and huge bouquets of flowers, and cheese...and of course the doggy pajama lady. Whom we never ever buy any pjs from her...but she is the sweetest nonetheless, and she remembers Sully...so we go and visit Grandma nut. Anyways, everyone was admiring Sully...she is quite an attention whore, I must say. This creepy random guy on a bike walked past me, stared at me creepily, and said under his breath. BEAUTIFUL..AND smacked his lips together and licked them. VOM.. So I stopped in my tracks, and seriously pondered if he was even talking to me. The man, may or may not have been homeless. I concluded that he must have been talking about Sully. Yeah. Silly. Me. Next thing I know...he is coming around again. This time, he gets THISCLOSE to me, on his bike...whizzes by, on his bicycle, and whispers to me...again...while eyeing me with his Jeffrey Dahmer eyes..."You are so Extremely Beautiful" ICK! Sham, and I high-tailed it out of there! That was the end of creepy saturday market day. After then, we had to run a few more errands, and then finally took Sully to the dog park! It was so beautiful out today! We ran around for a bit, and she played with some friends....she was admired..of course. It is so funny, when people ask me what kind of breed she is. I just say, Chug. Like they are supposed to know what that is. 9 out of 10 times...they say OH! Chow and Pug..like they just had an epiphany. Um. No. She does not look like a chow...nor does she act like one...and excuse me...she is 20 lbs...arent' they huge and fluffy...and stuff. People are strange. After then, went home, made an epic veggie stew. It was what dreams are made of. I invited over looey berry, and she helped me eat said stew...and we talked of dramz, and things in general. Fav Quotes of the night:
"I David Blained' the shit out of him"
"Levitation Bitches"
"OHHH LOOKY, I lOVE Lynchings"
"Please just call me Dahm"
Heart you looey, for all that you do...You are my rock. No one else understands our creepy. I love looking at murder books, and discussing autopsies with you in the wee hours of the AM.
All this, while drinking wine (for me), Whipped Vod for her, and then proceeding to have sorbet for dessert, soaked in alchy. AMAZEBALLS.
Just sayin..I went 6 to midnight

Then took Sully out, creepy guy carrying a bag, of who knows what, probably duct tape, a shovel, and chloroform, came around the corner and scared the beejeezus out of me. He turned out to be alright...or maybe he just didn't want me as his victim..who knows.

Tomorrow...probably clean, adventures with looey bug, and I think...MAYBE...If I get lucky...MAYBE, we will go and see Tech N9ne and Andre Nickatina in Eugene. EEEK. That would be epic. We shall see though.

Until next time.
Love you times PI