my dear darling delia
i’ve been quite lucky that the only dog living on my hall–and when i say living i mean, some guy’s boyfriend brings his dog over once in a while (i’ve written about them before, negatively).
unit 301 two doors down. new neighbors. a straight couple. two devil jack russell terriers. at least they aren’t kids. delia doesn’t like dogs. but she especially doesn’t like small dogs. and they don’t like her. i think, many years ago, on an old old blog, i wrote about the rupaul poodle puppies that attacked delia in rock creek park.
holy shit. i just turned on Full House and Urkel is on it! what is he doing in san fran? what in the TGIF sitcom hell????!!!! i don’t recall this episode.
anylaurawinslowway…mikey and i took delia to the dog park last weekend so that she could run and sniff and ignore us and…well, delia has a new boyfriend. named Chewie. he’s a huge HUGE something or other and all he did was drool and follow the pooch around like she was the hottest bitch in town.
stephanie tanner got new glasses. why do i remember this story line but not Urkel being on the show? oh, stephanie, comet does not give a damn about your insecurities.
sigh. my mind is elsewhere. i went to a funeral today for the mom of one of my best friends. it made me sad. i miss my mom. she and my dad are on vacation. i was not invited.
i want to go to a waterpark. now.
July 30th, 2009 at 8:15 pm
sorry to ask, but who passed away??