and i'm not an insomniac. don't really know what's going on with me tonight. or should i say today since it is 4am. i don't know. my dog is going in and out of the dog door...probably trying to get sprayed by a skunk like he did the other night. it's not too bad, that smell -- not great -- don't get me wrong -- but i've smelled worse. and i think it's starting to fade. or maybe i'm just getting used to it. and it's hot. yes, i have an air conditioner, but the fuse likes to blow when i turn it on, so for tonight i'll just sweat. it's almost august. sort of. lots of fun stuff planned for the month of august. my brother is moving to la. my parents are coming to visit. an old friend is coming to visit. and maybe i'll finally have a real income sometime soon. that would be nice. not that i don't like to worry about paying my bills...it has its charm...but i think i'm ready to move on.
these are the things i think about at 4am. oh -- and i can't seem to fit into some of my jeans anymore. i keep them in the closet, waiting for the day when they will zip, but it doesn't seem likely anytime soon.
you know, it's hard to tell the difference between the sound of a bird and the sound of a rat sometimes. i just heard this noise. could have been a chirp, could have been a squeak. who's to say? all i know is that it was very close to my window. my first floor window. luckily i have employed two vicious attack dogs.

i can get lost in the online world of dogs for hours...
cute dogs
i appreciate what they're doing, but why do all breeders of poodle mixes have the worst taste ever? i'm picturing myself at the dog park and someone asks "what kind of dog is that?" and i answer "he's a Doodleman Pinscher."
i mean, really.
way to take a noble breed and turn him into a clown. how can any dog respect himself with a name like that. what's next? we'll be encouraged to cut off his balls??? oh, wait...
ok, so now, just to fill you in, someone is running the sprinklers right outside my window. at least i hope that's what's happening...my paranoid brain has decided that it could also be a homeless person taking a shower with the hose. but i think that's just in my mind.
for anyone wondering about my new haircut:


and now it's 4:44 so i think i'll try to sleep again. why not. might as well.