it's the little things

my favorite part of the day, hands down, is when after i've been home for about an hour or so, i realize that i have spent the entire time either at the computer or on the phone, which means i have not paid any attention to poor santiago, and turn to see that he has spent the last 59 minutes patiently staring at me as if to say, "whenever you're ready to feed me, you evil bitch, i'm here. and i will continue to stare you down until you do."

i love it when my dog plays mind games with me.

my second favorite part of the day is when i realize that i'm so hungry that i have long since passed the point of making a rational decision about my meal (usually dinner). it is usually these scenarios that lead me to break my vow of vegeterianism (word? yay/nay?) and cause me to devour the nearest source of red, bloody meat (not santiago, i swear).

i am at that point right now. but because this week i am switching religions, it's ok. nothing is real anyway, right? RIGHT?
oh dear god, i fear for the safety of my dachshund.