So maybe you have noticed that I changed how this thing looks. You being the, like, 2 people who read this. I can check Google Analytics for a more accurate number or whatever, but who cares? Well, I don’t know how to fix what time it says I post stuff. It’s an hour off. It’s 11:40 right now.
Okay, so today is Thanksgiving and I’m going to Astoria for the first time in the YEAR I have lived in NYC. I just realized I have to leave in 20 minutes and I’m still not dressed. Happy Thanksgiving everyone, I’m sure I’ll come up with something useful to say on this blog eventually!
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It’s 5AM again and I’m awake. I wasn’t even drinking tonight (last night?). So why am I unable to sleep? Bill Callahan’s voice isn’t even helping me. I’m not sure is writing this is really necessary but it’s the middle of the night. Who cares!
is a song by this band, Gangi. Oddly enough, it’s also the subject of this post. So I have lived my entire life without owning a pet, save for some goldfish I had when I was a kid. They quickly died and scarred me emotionally forever. But for all intents and purposes, I never had pets growing up. I was never a big fan of animals. I didn’t think the zoo was particularly entertaining. If anything, I found the zoo a little creepy and an okay place for a field trip. My childhood best friend had a lot of pets including 2 dogs. She didn’t understand why I didn’t think they were the cutest things ever. I couldn’t explain it. I just didn’t like dogs. Or cats. Or anything. A year in college, I lived with Jacqui and she had a cat. It was that year that I found out I was allergic to cats. I ended up living with the same Jacqui and same cat from last September until April. The last month of that living arrangement included this huge husky puppy as well. That puppy peed on my laptop and caused many problems for me, Jacqui, her boyfriend and ultimately, her boyfriend’s family. If you read the “about” section on this thing, it will tell you that the only animals I like are LOLcats and dinosaurs. Until now, I would say that’s a fair and correct thing to say. After briefly hanging out with a cat yesterday and spending a decent amount of time trying to play with a small dog last night, I think my feelings about animals might be changing.
But those large dogs that people seem to have in NYC seriously freak me out. They’re almost my size!