birthday tea
Submitted by ffluffy on Wed, 2008-11-26 18:19.had birthday/afternoon/victorian tea with my mom today, it was nice. i had a black leaf/currant tea and my mom had strawberry kiwi herbal tea. yum! complete with little sammies and savories and scones and all that! then we took the dogs for a walk. and then i went shopping at lucy's (my fav) and treated myself to some birthday clothes. and hundaloo to do got to go into muttropolis and he showed off his tricks and almost rode the escalator. it was cute. i love hearing people guess his breed!
to touch the volcano .5 times
Submitted by ffluffy on Sun, 2008-11-23 18:54.Video:
Did some stuff today with Amber. Did some stuff yesterday too. Like locked Moose in the bathroom on accident and had to pick the lock. Climbed up a fifteen foot wall to take down a fire alarm with a beeping battery, without using a ladder (had to do two mantle moves to get my ass up there). Today we rode a weird skateboard called a wave. Trying to not figure out life.
One of my students for two years in a row now made me this card at school. She is a super great kid!
r u kidding me??
Submitted by ffluffy on Wed, 2008-11-19 23:42.i think u must b.
thanx to my best agility buddy kathy who gave me numbered cones for my birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! only a true agility nerd would appreciate a gift like this. I LOVE THEM! used them tonight for the first time...the rest of everything is sucky. life sucks. P.S. .5 .5 .5.5
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Submitted by ffluffy on Sun, 2008-11-16 20:01.fruity wines SUCK. barf. vomit.
this is the last line I wrote in my story (I'm at 28,000 words, not bad for a story about nothing):
He was smug and happy, enjoying other people’s misery.
Pickle was a good boy at the trial today. He is always a good boy. And I quote, "but I don't want to be a pirate."
EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY.
pickle no hands trick
Submitted by ffluffy on Fri, 2008-11-14 12:23.Video:
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back up back up back up back up
Submitted by ffluffy on Mon, 2008-11-10 23:07.My blog has been lost in the void of internet server-ville. The server where my blog is stored crashed for over 4 days, which means agility vision and agility video service and the fci videos and etc have all been down as well. I am happy that my blog was not part of the terrabyte worth of crap that the company acutally lost! So back up your crap! SAVE SAVE! I have my novel saved in three places. If you blog, live journal, blogger, or a private site like this one you should save a word file of anything that you might actually want. Google does do cache's of the internet so you can find screen saves of crap if it is truly lost but tht would take many moons to recover it all.
Stuff I have done in the past four days: made a fresh home made peach pie. wrote 1000 words of conversation only in my novel...all about nothing. used another dare: one of my characters said, "where are my pants?" went to dinner with kathy, thank GOD for real people! wore lots of clothes cuz of the cold. stayed up REALLY late listening to 80's music and writing. tried to drink a pilsner, had to poor it out. did killerz a la mike, LOVED that. watched a bad movie. saw Zack and Miri Make a Porno.
The word nothing makes up 1% of the words in my novel, and that is only the English word for nothing, it doesn’t count all the other ways to say nothing and the other languages to say it in.
ps. I traded my grand prix finals shirt with some chic on the japanese team. Their shirt said, "the perfect wan". Wan means bark in japanese. Don't tell me that isn't super cool and zen dude. The perfect bark.
Oh - I wrote an agility haiku in the middle of writing my novel:
I call it 'Agility-ing'
Agility do
The moment of you and dog
Over and over
nanowrimo update
Submitted by ffluffy on Wed, 2008-11-05 23:33.i have used every dare so far...
1 - one of my characters says, "according to the prophecy" at the end of every statement
2 - one of my characters carries a mouse in their pocket, mouse is named, 'mousey' and gets petted
3 - one of my characters has Anosmia
4 - i wrote 1000 words about lanyards
5 - i am writing 1000 words of conversation only
1 - one of my characters says, "according to the prophecy" at the end of every statement
2 - one of my characters carries a mouse in their pocket, mouse is named, 'mousey' and gets petted
3 - one of my characters has Anosmia
4 - i wrote 1000 words about lanyards
5 - i am writing 1000 words of conversation only
if you don't want to know don't ask
Submitted by ffluffy on Tue, 2008-11-04 19:30.Video:
it only takes one hut made of sticks to make the village mediocre
Submitted by ffluffy on Mon, 2008-11-03 00:58.mediocre: of moderate or low quality, value, ability, or performance: ordinary , so-so
"So you think that you're a failure, do you? Well, you probably are. What's wrong with that? In the first place, if you've any sense at all you must have learned by now that we pay just as dearly for our triumphs as we do for our defeats. Go ahead and fail. But fail with wit, fail with grace, fail with style. A mediocre failure is as insufferable as a mediocre success. Embrace failure! Seek it out. Learn to love it. That may be the only way any of us will ever be free."~Tom Robbins
No you can't have a pony.
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