my dogs are similar to me, in that they can never take a normal picture. someone always does something to fuck it up, like move their head so they look like an alien/seal hybrid, or think that i am feeding them a treat and lick their chops in preparation for it.

i don't lick my chops, though. i just am really awkward about picture taking and manage to make it look creepy somehow, because i am uncomfortable with how my face normally looks. i don't think my dogs share these insecurities, but you know.

i miss them when i'm at school. it's nice having dogs that don't need to sniff your hand before you approach them for snuggles. also it's gross when a strange dog licks your face. and you can't give other people's dogs kisses without looking like a creep.

i went to lurk through tumblr and oh my fucking god that is the most boring thing i have ever seen.

stop being so goddamn pretentious, you 20 year old fucking douchebags. no one is impressed that you know words with more than three syllables and have a favorite font, or hate lady gaga. you are not original. i hate you.

here is a dog with five legs who is equally disapproving of obnoxiously trendy fuckers

neither this dude nor this dog appreciate your shenanigans. so suck it.

dear world,

thanks for shitting all over my face and ruining my happy utopian dreams of next year, fucking around in berkeley with friends and being a pretentious art major.

instead, i am stuck at vassar for a semester and potentially going to france the other. which, in theory, i should be stoked about (after all; shit, man, it's fucking france) but alas, i am not, as it was not in the original plan.

instead i am now whining about this on blogspot because i clicked on it instead of my lj link (i am actually that obnoxious) , and am far too lazy to go back to the other one. also i should be in new hackensack, printing out pictures, but am instead going to have nothing prepared for tuesday. because vassar shat on my life.

i hate being poor when it doesn't work to my advantage.

no love,

kristin