So this dog thing we've got going on....

The dog is really, really cute. And funny--he's got this really goofy-ass face. Plus he makes Mr. Roxy go, "Who's the dog? Who's the dog? you are, oh that's right you are," and bend over to talk to this tiny thing looking up at him from on the floor and it's so fucking cute. And the other best thing--the dog makes him laugh this high-pitched, girly laugh that makes me want to jump the man every time, I can't even explain it. *sigh*

so, anyway, cute dog. who's pooped twice in the living room, and shredded lots of stuff, and steals socks like it's his job. He's gotten real good at the pee thing though--he'll wander towards the general vicinity of the back door when he's feeling peepish. If you're watching him like an obsessive hawk, you'll catch his little signal. It's very subtle. He's a subtle dog.

The other day he tried to jump up on the couch. We're old school--I told him firmly "no." My goodness, the children all jumped and looked like they wanted to hit the floor too. Good to know I've still got it, especially since the fruit of my loins has been treating me like a brain-damaged but kind of adorable hamster lately. Aren't they supposed to wait until you're senile before they do that?

Kids and Dogs---can't live with them--pass the beer nuts. And thanks, Norm.

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SpN...the amount of fic each day is freaking crazy! And most of it is good, too.

Does anyone remember why it's SpN and not SN? Right? Ach, Sports Night, I miss your fic.

Good night, my friends! It is New Years Eve, and after I shove the visitors out the door tonight at 12:01, I plan to spend the first day of the New Year doing what I've done for the last six and a half years--read porn, write porn! yay!