So, I Suck and So Does Lad

Don't worry, Max has already made sure I'm aware. I got busy with school and dropped the blog. I know, I know, I know.

But, I've been working SO much lately ... catching up to the routine of constant "that's what she said" jokes and consistently sleeping through classes is really, really hard. I mean, seriously, you have to be dedicated about the sleeping when your collie so frequently jumps out of bed at 6 AM and decides to bark at the wall.

Ah, Lad.

A lot of times he doesn't even get up. A lot of times he doesn't even raise his head. It's just like, around 6:30 in the morning, Lad's eyes open and I kid you not: I think sometimes he just doesn't remember he was alive. I swear I can hear his brain going, "Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Who am I? Where am I? What is this room? Who is this person next to me? WHERE DID THAT WALL COME FROM??? Grrrr! Grrrr! Arf! Arf! Arf!"

And then, when I hit him for the millionth time for doing it, he jumps on MARLY'S bed, lays down, and growls quietly. Turns out everything is just as dangerous from a new position.

One of these days Marly is going to shank us both in our sleep.

And we are SO going to deserve it.