Sunday, May 30, 2010

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

I wish I had an animal

When I was in Wellington I got to see how much more blind the family dog had gone.  He followed me into a room and was hanging out with me, then my Mum called to him and he whipped around and ran full tit into the wall next to the door way.  Then he recovered and turn the wrong way (still inside the room) and looked confused.  I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  I felt sad, but it was also really, really amusing.  I laughed a little bit after consoling him.  But not until he left the room.  Do dogs get embarrassed?

Sunday, May 9, 2010

hurr

Ah so, I have this Psych essay due next week, and I have absolutely no idea what it's about.  Skipping
Psych lectures seemed like a really good idea right, because the lecturer just reads straight out of the book and she is boring as hell, and the damn internet connection in the lecture theatre is so, so weak ... But now.  Shit.

I hope this happens to other people.



Also, I need a haircut.



And here's a picture of my first meeting with my god something else, not god-daughter


Her name is Lily, and she is pretty cute.  For a baby.


She loved me because I fed her.  The night after, she drooled all over me and cried a fair bit.  Oh well. 

(If I look uncomfortable it's because I am.  My theory is that my puny arms aren't padded enough for babies to ever be comfortable in them.)