Another Suspect
A new possibility in my quest for dog unconditional affection. These pix were taken yesterday. The pups are 4 weeks old. One look at the mother, who used to be beautiful but is now a shell shocked and harried picture of martyrdom gives all the info you need about the attitude and bellicose nature of these demons.
The one with the yellow yarn around it's neck is the female I'm interested in. She looks like a lost and lonely teddy bear. Don't be fooled. Those looks are only to deceive. Natural selection. If puppies looked as evil as they actually were none would survive. What she is is trouble.

Click images for desktop size: "Time Stands Still" I started the new job today. It was a non-event and only required about 4 hours of my time. I walked most of the 6 miles home which was the most interesting part of the day. It was hot and humid so I poured sweat. I don't mind being slimy and wet. The people I'll be working with are . . . interesting. It looks like when I'm finished being indoctrinated I'll have no one to deal with but myself. The manager is an attractive older woman. It's obvious she used to be spectacular looking. She's pretty nice in a polite way. Some things she said to me that struck me as either off kilter or intensely human. She told me that her birthday was Sunday and that her fiancee had died 3 years ago. She even showed me a picture of the two of them she kept too handy.
She looked spectacular in it. He just looked like a guy and meant something to me only in that he was important to her.
I left her with the idea in my head that I should have been nicer to her.
I heard from my Housemate. Her first day at her new job was easier than mine. They forgot about her starting . . . but she's still on the payroll so she made nearly a grand arranging her apartment today . . .
The animals here have not taken well to the new arrangements. The cats were actually nervous about me not being rapidly available. They met me at the door.
My guess is that until they're certain of who's going to feed them my life will be safe for a while . . .
Last night I had an odd dream. I don't dream often but this is one of my movie dreams except I was actually in this one. I recognized myself but I was older and more gaunt than I actually am.
I was at a premiere for some "cult" film. People were dressed in costumes I didn't recognize but that I assumed were characters from previous films made by this guy. A new puppy was with me and was excited by the hub bub, as puppies normally are - in fact deprived of hub bub they will usually generate their own.
I saw an old girl friend there, one I parted with on mutual bad terms. (My bad terms was that she had lied to me and deceived me for no real purpose, she was upset with me because I didn't understand and accept that she had to lie to me.)
My ex-girlfriend was bisexual and was in attendance tonight with a woman about my age. They were in odd costumes - their faces were heavily pancaked so that they seemed like masks, small features were painted on like the imaginations of a chinese doll. She also had a dog with her, that I guessed belonged to her partner. It was a yappy small dog.
My new puppy wanted to go say hello to the yappy dog but I held her back. The commotion caught my ex's eye and she stared at me for a long moment. A lot of emotions rolled over her face and she opted for the cheap one and gave me the finger.
I was disappointed in her lack of originality.
I was more disappointed in the film which was a pastiche of German expressionism filtered through an 80's punk sensibility and set to music.
I hate it when I dream mediocre movies.

Click images for desktop size: "Time Stands Still" I started the new job today. It was a non-event and only required about 4 hours of my time. I walked most of the 6 miles home which was the most interesting part of the day. It was hot and humid so I poured sweat. I don't mind being slimy and wet. The people I'll be working with are . . . interesting. It looks like when I'm finished being indoctrinated I'll have no one to deal with but myself. The manager is an attractive older woman. It's obvious she used to be spectacular looking. She's pretty nice in a polite way. Some things she said to me that struck me as either off kilter or intensely human. She told me that her birthday was Sunday and that her fiancee had died 3 years ago. She even showed me a picture of the two of them she kept too handy.
She looked spectacular in it. He just looked like a guy and meant something to me only in that he was important to her.
I left her with the idea in my head that I should have been nicer to her.
I heard from my Housemate. Her first day at her new job was easier than mine. They forgot about her starting . . . but she's still on the payroll so she made nearly a grand arranging her apartment today . . .
The animals here have not taken well to the new arrangements. The cats were actually nervous about me not being rapidly available. They met me at the door.
My guess is that until they're certain of who's going to feed them my life will be safe for a while . . .
Last night I had an odd dream. I don't dream often but this is one of my movie dreams except I was actually in this one. I recognized myself but I was older and more gaunt than I actually am.
I was at a premiere for some "cult" film. People were dressed in costumes I didn't recognize but that I assumed were characters from previous films made by this guy. A new puppy was with me and was excited by the hub bub, as puppies normally are - in fact deprived of hub bub they will usually generate their own.
I saw an old girl friend there, one I parted with on mutual bad terms. (My bad terms was that she had lied to me and deceived me for no real purpose, she was upset with me because I didn't understand and accept that she had to lie to me.)
My ex-girlfriend was bisexual and was in attendance tonight with a woman about my age. They were in odd costumes - their faces were heavily pancaked so that they seemed like masks, small features were painted on like the imaginations of a chinese doll. She also had a dog with her, that I guessed belonged to her partner. It was a yappy small dog.
My new puppy wanted to go say hello to the yappy dog but I held her back. The commotion caught my ex's eye and she stared at me for a long moment. A lot of emotions rolled over her face and she opted for the cheap one and gave me the finger.
I was disappointed in her lack of originality.
I was more disappointed in the film which was a pastiche of German expressionism filtered through an 80's punk sensibility and set to music.
I hate it when I dream mediocre movies.
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