If I could I'd have the puppies blog in my place cause all they are is foreign children dressed in fuzzy clothes with a speech impediment. But then all they would talk about is the cats across the street selling nip to the kittens next door, trying to get them hooked and shit. Or the time they almost caught a squirrel. Lucy would just blog about her mailman boyfriend, the little hussy. But I will spare you the trials and tribulations of puppies that blog.
Be as it may I am in a world of hurt lately and being drugged up and no place to go, I will be cutting my blogging time down to a few days a week. Now the deal is I won't tell you when I'll be blogging cause I won't know either. It will be on a how fucked up am I kind of thing. If I feel good then I'll blog my heart out. So for now I'm going to call this a week and go sack out for a bit. I have such a buzzzzzzz.
