First of all: Dear I-35, I hate you. You suck. You are the only interstate highway in this city, and that just sucks. And I could actually go into a whole rant about how this city has two fairly decent North/South corridors, and only one East/West corridor, but I'll not go there for now.
Second: I love it when it's pretty obvious that my dogs want to go out, and then I ask them if they want to go out, and they look at me and act like that's the BEST IDEA EVER. But not in a sarcastic way. Because they are dogs. They are SO CUTE and I love those girls and I would be even more batshit crazy than I already am without them to keep me company.
Third: I hate those Seven for all Mankind jeans that have actual "7"s on the back pocket. They are fug.
I think that's it for now.
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