Oktoberfest.

All i can say is that i hate my job. I would love so badly to experience the joys and wonders of Oktoberfest but, so far i have worked almost every single day of it. Oh wait, I did get to catch the end of the parade. Ok, I guess I cant complain too much because I did get to go to the fest grounds on Sunday to experience some deliciouse fried blood clotters (cheese curds of course) and a loaded Oktoberfest brat. Yum. And because I'm like 5 years old at heart i got to go on the zipper. That was fun. But I guess all I am trying to say is can't I just catch a break here? I am like 1/18 German afterall. Shouldn't that tell my employer anything?

The joys of a new puppy...

You know that new baby smell, and how it smells so cute and fuzzy that it warms your heart? Well in my case, our "new baby" smells were, fresh yellow puddles on the floor and puppy breath. I would like to introduce you to the latest and greatest edition to our household, Meeka. My roomate Kendra and I decided to get a dog, and Meeka, our 9 lb 10 oz pitbull puppy is the one we chose. I think Kendra is a little more in love with her than I am, but that's only because like clockwork, every day i come home from class or work there is a yellow stream creeping across my carpet. And yes, it is only my carpet. She also begs every time im eating something. Its like Pavlov and classical conditioning, every time she hears the refridgerator door open she is at my feet, mouth open tongue exposed. I guess those are just a couple of the joys of having puppy around. Right?