12 of 12 | 02/12/07
This is my first 12 of 12. The idea was stolen, like most of my online ideas, from Brian who answered a challenge from the Untitled Chad Darnell Project.
This first picture is how Chompy and Abby start their dog-days--waiting by the back door. Even though I chopped down the branches for the squirrels by hand (literally by hand--that's why I took karate) Chompy seems to think they're still there and hiding in the grill.
Abby has since come in after peeing all over the stoop. You can clearly see her massive pee stain. Yes, I do in fact let her out at night before bed. She's just a girl who can hold her pee.
It wouldn't be work without waiting in a 14-car pile-up for Starbucks. I was going to ask Would You Like To Try A Duh-Duh-Duh-Duh-Duh A Pumpkin Croissant Cookie Cake Jennifer(!) to take a picture of me as she handed me the coffee but she wasn't working. Bummer.
There's my desk in our open-room office. The plastic sheathing is there to protect the floors from my now-massive weight. If you look carefully you can see where I was leaving grooves in the floor.
There's the only picture I have on my desk. Jamie made it for me. I'm not allowed to keep fish so I only have four snails in that tank. One is dead, which is why I wasn't allowed to keep fish.
Christine and I went to Andrew's for lunch and we saw Chris working. I tried to take this picture quickly but our server saw me do it. He said something to me that was neither mean nor funny so I don't remember it. I gave him a pretty good tip though.
Our office has rats so I moved the lone rat trap to by his house (our conference room computer cabinet) instead of on top of the desk next to mine. I've only seen them once but they are huge.
My day wouldn't be complete without asking Ricky for help. Today's help was finding a regular expression to match <font*> where the asterisk could either be nothing or a ton of stuff. You might not know what I'm talking about but Ricky did and thank god.
There's me leaving my rat-infested job! See you scurvy-carrying rodents tomorrow! (But who am I talking to?)
Feeding the dogs IMMEDIATELY after I get home. Abby is not as interested in eating as making sure Chompy eats. If Chompy doesn't eat then Ab gets four cups of food. Score!
After Jamie made a steak-feast we settled in for our TV night. Six Feet Under is on Monday nights so we watch it. Sure it's a three hour Marathon but we're not big TV people so we cut ourselves some slack. Last night's episodes were disturbing though and I might have had a dream where someone set the dogs on fire. Good thing I suck at remembering my dreams.
The last thing you want to do is wake Chompy up out of a deep sleep when she's mashed against a wall. But it's bedtime!
And the bonus picture--it's Abby offering my a toy in exchange for food in the morning. I'm not falling for that though--I'm no fool.