So here we are. This is the night before finals week. Finals week shall entail a shit load of grading. But the reward shall be a trip to Oaxaca.
Much has transpired of late. Here are some pictures and brief words about the happenings. Oh wait, today, in the park, Lucio and Chops caught a pigeon! They rustled it from under the bushes, and Chops came trapsing out with a flapping bloody pigeon in his mouth. It was fucking nuts! Of all the things he has chased, and so desperately wanted to catch, he finally got a bird. The two of them were as happy as some pigs in shit. I had an odd emotion of sadness, respect, and pride. I picked the feathers from his mouth and quickly exited the scene. All the Mexicans looked mordified. Julia and I walked quickly around the corner.
A) I gave my guitar to my friend Pablo and this is what he did with it:
B) I sort of cleaned my car last week. It was rad. I am making my dogs stay in the far back, and the fur levels are down. Of course, when they are wet, and I leave them in the car
C) Pablo and I have been playing music, and making recordings. Ana, Pablo, and I have eaten Burger King twice in one week. It is always an adventure. This is what Burger King does to Pablo and Ana's faces.
D) Pablo, Ana, and I went to see
E) Lucio sired some puppies. He loves them. They are ridiculously cute. Julia pooped one of them out of her rear end. Lucio is still a stud in my book.
F) I have begun wr
G) I love Life.
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