Tuesday, December 25, 2007
A new family member
On Sunday, my parents introduced me to my mom's Christmas present for Dad -- an 8 week old miniature dachshund. If there is anything on earth cuter than this puppy, I don't know what it is. His name is Tofu.



Sunday, December 23, 2007
Overheard on the Amtrak
Girl: "I sleep in a coffin."
Her friend: "With the lid closed?"
Girl: "No. My roommate's cat likes to sleep with me and it scratches at the lid. It's not totally airtight. It was built for a person just my size, so there's not much room.
Friend: "Was it built for you?"
Girl: "No. My roommate's father built it for this other girl, but it freaked her out."
Her friend: "With the lid closed?"
Girl: "No. My roommate's cat likes to sleep with me and it scratches at the lid. It's not totally airtight. It was built for a person just my size, so there's not much room.
Friend: "Was it built for you?"
Girl: "No. My roommate's father built it for this other girl, but it freaked her out."
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