Tons of Puppy Pics

Ok, guys, so I’m going to apologize in advance and put up a warning on this blog:

WARNING: You are about to see a buttload of adorable black lab pictures. If you gag easily over ridiculous cuteness, this site is not for you.

Phew. There we go.

BTW, we named her Lily.

Well, the week has been somewhat eventful. I subbed for a local high school (Spanish) and am under the impression that kids get stupider every year. Honestly. Sixteen year old boys are just the oddest things I’ve ever come across. They are old enough to drive, have jobs, get speeding tickets (which they love to brag about), crack jokes, throw spitballs (along with any other objects that they can get their hands on), and be general pains in the ass. I never have any problem with the girls. So boys, if you are reading this, grow up.

I’ve been filling in for the Registrar at ECPI for the past two days. Her mother just passed away, and I think my mom was freaking out due to work overload (–FYI my mom works at ECPI in the same office as the Registrar). She talked to the Provost, who decided that it would be a good idea for me to come in and get the past week all caught up. So yay for extra spending money.

Umm, let’s see.. What else? Oh, I clipped my toenails today. I know that you totally wanted to know that. I thought it would surprise you. It’s like “Yea, yea, puppy talk… subbing…ecpi…whoa, that’s gross.”

I desperately need to clean my room. It’s disgusting. I can’t even believe I let it get this messy. I have a feeling that this weekend will consist of some Lauren-bedroom bonding. Well, not bonding, because that sounds too much like “bondage”. Just lots of cleaning time in the bedroom.

I have absolutely no idea if I mentioned this or not, but Peter and I went to see The Lion King musical on Sunday. It was faaaaaaaaaabulous!!! I’ve never seen such great costumes, scenery, puppetry, etc. in my life. My mom kept talking about how badly she wanted to see the show, but she didn’t want to pay the prices again for tickets (–she bought me tix for graduation), so I bought her 2 tickets for her birthday to see the musical in Philadelphia. I had to tell her, even though her birthday is in June, because she kept checking ticket prices online. Happy Early Birthday, Mom!

Ok, time to watch this crappy tv and get ready for bed. ‘Night.