I am so proud of you!!!! Welcome to the world of Mac! That second picture is Andy Warhol, not color panels.

see ya soon!

Yeah, I thought that was Andy Warhol but I thought I'd embarrass myself more by saying it and getting it wrong, than by just not saying it. Have fun in Chile!!!

We will have to watch an Andy Warhol Documentary together. He is the most amazing artist, and the ultimate snob. I love him and his art inspires me ever day. (And obviously Steve Jobs too.)

Since I now feel like I have a vested interest in this blog, I mean, Ya know, because I was guest blogger for a day and all.. wait wait, let me rephrase that.. AWARD WINNING GUEST BLOGGER (suck it, bitches) I feel it my duty to provide some humor to the masses that come here seeking entertainment.. even if just for a mere giggle while Jocelyn is gone and her "real" guest bloggers are busy... I applaud lauren for trying to keep hers and her sisters goin.. but hey, I too, have no life so thought I'd take it upon myself to pinch-hit.

I present to you "Pet Diaries"

DOG DIARY

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

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CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed
hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the
rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to
keep up my strength.The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of
escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet.
I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly
demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made
condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. X##$!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was
placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I
could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my
confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this
means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my
tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this
again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and
seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The
bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the
guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors
have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is
safe.
For now....

Cupcakes, that was hilarious! I was crying I was laughing so hard. I have a cat and a dog, and quite often I feel like the cat only barely tolerates us. Thanks for helping with the guest blogging!

I thought there were supposed to be two other guest bloggers. Hmm... I'm still waiting!

Lauren- I was waiting to post because I wanted your entry to be at the top for a couple of days. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I like the Warhol bunnies too.

Cupcakes was definitely drunk when she wrote that.