My Dog is Chelsea

Sunshineboy78 tagged me to write this. While I normally ignore blog tags, I found this one to be well worth my time. Plus, the winner of the contest gets—gasp! (for air)—free Cinnabons for an entire year. Not to mention that every contestant also gets a gift certificate to Cinnabon, which I think will make very [...]

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I found a dollar bill in my room with a bite chewed off. Yum. My dog may have entirely lost her marbles.But I’m not sure. Yeah, she’s 12 years old. She’s either deaf or really good at ignoring me. Her eye lids are often so droopy that they close and cause her to crash into [...]

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It rains a lot in Portland. And, generally speaking, when it’s not raining, the sky looks as if it might explode into a nasty bout of precipitation at any given moment. This gray wetness, however, is not nearly as depressing as I originally thought it would be. For now, at least, it’s kind of fun. [...]

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Yes, it’s true. The title of this post pretty much says it all: my dog ate my wallet. Granted, it was my old wallet, the one I wrote about here, the one I got for fifty cents at the Goodwill in Colorado Springs during my freshman year of college. But it was a classic—vintage, if [...]

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Yes, it’s true. If I sit in a very specific spot in the apartment—directly in front of the screen door and next to the fuse box, leaning slightly forward—my laptop picks up a wireless signal. It’s finicky, don’t get me wrong, but it works if I don’t move at all. Hooray!
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