gotta get inside that poof!

i am the worst blogger in the world. i really like writing my thoughts, and i think about stuff i want to write about all the time, but i never feel like i have the chance to sit down and do it. i just feel like there's no TIME for things when you have a full time job. i'm always choosing between the things i like and only getting to do a few of them, while i spend hours and hours at work every week. aggravation. that's why i'm going to quit everything and open a business where i bake and sell cookies. all cookies, all the time.

i saw the movie hot fuzz today and it was so hilarious. i really, really liked it. the violence was sometimes extreme, but really, really funny. really, really. i'm not all that into violence as amusement generally speaking, but the most violent image in the movie made me laugh out loud. but violence aside, it was so great in other ways. sometimes when i go to see movies that i know have a lot of buzz with certain types of people, or when they're by writers/directors/actors i like, i feel some sort of responsibility to like the movie i'm watching. this could have been like that, since i love shaun of the dead and i wanted to like this movie. but absolutely no effort on my part was required for me to love it. and that's i think the best compliment i can give. that's my highest endorsement.

i gave emmy a bath today. i was hoping that a bath might alleviate some of the fur weirdness she has going on right now. she grew this long second coat of fur in the winter, which was very useful for her since it was freezing cold and she likes to be out in the snow a lot. but NOW she is going back to an overall shorter haired look...on her back and head only. TOP of her head. her neck, spine, chest, and back legs have this ridiculous long hair all over them, which we fondly refer to as her "poof". (gotta get inside that poof!) and the rest of her is shorthaired. she looks ridiculous and kind of wolf-like. i was hoping that in the bath any remaining long fur would magically fall out and she would be beautifully shorthaired and not shed another strand until next year. but she looks just as ridiculous as ever. the other day someone asked brad if he could "pet your wolf dog." it's the neck poof that prompts that sort of talk. but i still love her in all her weirdness.

soooooo i guess i have to be lame again and quit writing to go do some laundry. boo hiss.