An endlessly whiney blog about everything I find wrong with the world, told from the perspective of the most important person in my world: me.
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Sunny Marie
My lovely dog Sunny died on December 14, 2006. I buried her here and planted a rose above her grave. So far the rose bush has bloomed three times this summer. I took this picture because I miss her. Gilligan got in the shot.
I am a warrior-princess torn between the desire to work toward global domination and the desire to forget it all on a nice beach. I think that just about sums it up.
And I'm a vegetarian.
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