It's eleven thirty. Me and Grace just made smoothies and I finishied the intermediate sudoku. We are going to Lake Berryessa (lake equals dogs gah-lloh-re) and the dog thingy isn't really tempting. But I can't be a pussy all my life. I just really, really, reaaaally don't like dogs. Ever meet a homofobic person? Well, I am what they call a dogofobic person.
MOVING ON.... Grace's dog Summer is behind the screen, checking me out as if I was some kind of a Swedish terrorist. Whatever happened to the expression "dog eyes"????? Hola.
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