future dogs

Hi, I love dogs. I always have. I’m not sure why.

OH WAIT NO, I TOTALLY DO KNOW WHY.

It’s because they are hilarious.

Stupid.

Silly.

Cool.

And by personality, they typically love you.

I have spent most of my childhood and adult life daydreaming about the dogs I am going to own and what I am going to name them. Now, I know, I know, once you are presented with a living, breathing animal, names and intentions and personalities tend to throw all expectations out the window. But seriously, a girl can dream, right?


(photo by Chris Mallon)

If I ever bring home a Great Pyrenees, I’m naming him Aslan.
Or, possibly, a variation of ‘Tiny’.


(photo by boushh2187)

If I ever bring home some Mastiffs, I’m naming them Romeo and Juliet, because why not and also LOOK AT THOSE FACES OMG.


(photo by 5of7)

If I ever bring home a Great Dane, he’s being named Ferdinand (as in Ferdinand the Bull).

My list of dogs and names can go on and on and on and on, but the most important one to me, is my future pal:


(photo by Rayya the Vet)

Y’all, I really love Bull Terriers. I love their cocked ears and giant noses and silly eyes. I dearly await one day having a white-furred bully buddy of my own. My favorite name for a bull terrier is probably Gus-Gus. So cute! We would go on walks and he’d dig in the dirt and I’d constantly have to pull white hairs off of all of my black clothes, but man, someday, I will, and it will be great.

What’s on my mind, last week of August

I got a phone call.

squee

I got the apartment!!!

flail-o

lucille-bluth-flail

Flail

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I move on Sunday.

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So my answer to the question of “What’s on Neigh’s mind?” really comes down to packing.

PACKING PACKING PACKING.
PACKING AND FLAILING MY ARMS AROUND.

I’m really excited and a little overwhelmed. I have to call the electric company and the cable company. I have to sign papers and look for cracks in walls and document them. I have to coordinate my parents helping me out and find more boxes. I have to check underneath my bed and try to figure out which kitchen utensils are mine and which belong to my roommates. And these are all things that are PRETTY NEW to me which is SHOCKING I KNOW but hey there’s a first time for everything.

Here are future pictures of me from this weekend:
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And here is a picture of how awesome the parties at my new studio are going to be:

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IN THE MEANTIME, I got work to do, y’all.

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Of course the gifs aren’t mine. And Maru belongs to Maru.

…waiting. In gifs.

Me all day yesterday:

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11am:

cookie monster wait

12pm:

bs wait

2pm:

buffering

4pm:

uncertainty

No phone call yesterday.

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I bought myself a beer and a burger to console myself and kept myself distracted with dinner with a good friend.

I’m WAITING until 10:30am to call them.

It is going to be VERY HARD for me to be chipper and sweet and polite on the phone.

kept waiting hp

But I’ll try.