I've spent almost the entire day at the library doing work. My bad dog allergy seems to be clearing up. My book dust allergy is reviving.

I've started work again after my epic month-long unpaid vacation. I think I'll be writing at least a bit more now that I'm back at what Kay once called an internet job. My break has been startlingly unproductive, even when I take into account two colds, a stomach flu and dog allergies. My exercise has faded into a memory, and I have grown outwardly. I have finished only one book, which was about 180 pages long. My German lessons have fallen a bit behind, which is particularly critical since I have to return it at the end of this month in order to get a refund. More regularly, I have passed from one obsession of old English plays to another, Roman history, and right back to not caring about much of anything.

Also, Buffy.

Laura's dogs are bad dogs. I tell them often, such as when I come into the house and they jump on me and bark bark bark bark bark bark jump bark and then start chasing each other and barking and whining. I tell them in the morning when they wake me up three times even after Anne has fed them and I tell them they're bad, because they're bad. I don't like the dogs. I want to set them on fire for the heat. Also, they ate my slipper, and Anne's boot, and a box of cookies, two boxes of cereal, a bag of cashews, a box of pizza with green chile and pepper (and the packets of straight hot pepper, and the container of marinara sauce), and the fourth season of Buffy. I tell them they're bad.

Also, I don't like them because they are loud and big and ugly and they smell bad and I don't like them. Well, they're sort of cute, they're just also bad. Especially Rosie and Charlie, they are extra bad. Plus, too, also, they hump each other a lot.

This New Years I have resolved:

1. to eat less puppy meat
2. to be even more like Werner Herzog than I already am
3. to clean up the crumbs that are always falling from my pant legs onto the street
4. to shave less, and jump on the bed more
and finally,
5. to finally beat the first Zelda