On the Road By Jack Kerouac

“I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”



Saturday, 26 November 2011

Sid, Sid, Sid and oh yeah...Sid.

As you may or may not know, Sid is my dog. I also have another dog named Tia but Sid will most likely crop up more on my blog since he is my unwanted stalker. He's the type of dog who nudges you to follow him in the kitchen because he doesn't like to eat alone....yes it's sad but we cant judge him because he's a dog! Also when I open the living room door he literally shoots between my legs to get up there first so I don't shut him out. This sounds cute right? No it's not really, because he's only racing me upstairs so he can get the first space on my bed. But that's okay because he's good company and he's warm... and he licks up the crumbs in my bed. He also likes so drag my fluffy dressing gown onto the bed so he can lay on it while dragging the quilt cover on top of him because he likes to lay under it. Kick me out of bed why don't you Sid? I don't mind! Seriously I don't mind... I don't need a man in my life because have Sid!

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