I don't think I have ever gotten ice cream from an ice cream truck. What a sad little life I lead.
There's an ice cream truck that drives by our apartment. I can hear it, but I never know where it is. And I never have cash. And I'm too embarrassed to actually go.
Comics about things I ponder or that pop into my head. Updates Tuesday and Thursday, for now.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Isaac's birthday
I got a hat at the Museum of Flight gift shop, but then realized later, as I always do, that black is a bad color with all the dog hair in our house. Lousy with corgi hair.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Bra Shelf
Yes, I am a scum bag. And no this hasn't worked quite so nice as that. the shelf is blocked with a pile of (clean and dirty) clothes. My mom will be horrified.
Thursday, May 9, 2013
Poirot
So after I finished Poirot, I think I watched Rebus. It was a while ago now. Rebus was good but the actor who played Rebus changed between season 1 and 2 which threw me off a bit. I have only watched one episode of Miss Marple. She kind of irks me with her coy, "I'm just an old lady" thing. But I think that was more part of the time period than her being a jerk. Oh yeah. I totally just called Miss Marple a jerk.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Mistaken identity
This was a nice show but is now forever tainted with the memory of what an idiot I am. I have been paranoid ever since and look a little too hard at people's faces sometimes. Also, I now have a little bump of a scar on my hand from that puncture wound. Stupid dogs.
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