My Own Space Dementia
07 September 2007 @ 07:39 am
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this morning while walking past Woodruff Park on the way to work there was a man walking a puppy chihuahua. MY WEAKNESS.

So i was totally giggling and oggling at the puppy and it stopped and looked at me so i started waving at it - like a doggy wave - not a full hand, just wiggling my fingers alot and cocking my head to the left while saying hihihihihihii lil puppy.

Anyway, i think the human thought i was doing this to him and he got a weird look on his face and kinda half waved back. But i didn't notice until well after i passed him. And then for 2 blocks i had a big cheesy grin on my face thinking about the cute little chihauhua puppy hopping around the grass.

And the interesting thing was - people are much more inclined to say good morning or give you a polite smile/nod if you have a big cheesy grin on your face AND, i assume, don't look like a psycho.

Whoa ... i just thought of a video idea for Lily Allen's Smile :D

Speaking of chihuahuas, Charo apparently ate a shit ton of grass yesterday and last night her tummy was so loud i couldn't fall asleep. And she was being really clingy. I got, well still am, super paranoid. She got out of bed 5 times last night - usually she never gets out of bed. I hope she's OK. I told Eric to keep a close eye on her and he knows where her vet is. DAMN THAT STUPID FUCKING MOVIE YEAR OF THE DOG THAT MY BROTHER MADE ME GO SEE. It ruined my life, i tell you. RUINED.