This weekend is all about the fluffy pillows and twelve hours in bed, hopefully all spent dreaming in REM. We have kept the dog. The dog is cute, and cuddly, and exciting and bite-y. He will have to be trained, but he is the best bit of scruff that’s crossed my path in years and I fully embrace this 6am walking, sometimes house-broken, chasing cars, thirteen pound wonder. But I am not sleeping and so today I’ve arrived tired and anxious for the day to be over; I hope that everyone has a great weekend!!
This coming Friday, I’ll be inundating you with pics of reality tv stars in a little event known as “Murtzfest,” featuring its’ reality tv super-fan host Murtz and a legion of reality tv showsters – because he’s such a megafan they gave him his own series.
Laters!
NO SAINTS IN L.A. 
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