Funzies: Because We Can

Hey y'all, it's Allya and here's the lowdown: I went to two interviews today.  I got an email saying one of the places I've applied to wants to bring me in to an interview (like fly me to Madison, to do so).  Oh, and Cylon and I spent the rest of the day toodling around Forest Park and St. Charles.  Loves it!  I wish you could be here.  Also, St. Charles is full of some weird shit.  (We walked up and down the historic street district, which is kinda like downtown IC with cute shops and shit).

The highlight reel: Cylon running out of a shop because the creepy shop owner proffering an animated witch's hat; the same shop having a busty Santa apron; like BUSTY Santa apron; Cylon buying doggie treats from a doggie bakery; me sampling wines and loving the chocolate one; Bailey (my German shepard) busting in on Cylon in the bathroom; me showing Cylon the Muny!; Cylon not visiting Barnes Jewish Hospital and not finding a doctor for her future husband like her mother suggested; seriously, like busty melons in a SANTA apron; cupcakes that were 1/2 pound; Cylon being terrified of an animated mouse playing Christmas songs on a mini piano (he turned his head!); and to cap off the day, watching Karaoke USA because that's all that's on my tv on Friday nights.

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Whoa, whoa lady. This is Cylon here and I will give you the real dish on what happened today. This morning I woke up and read ten pages of The Letters of Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg in the bath. I went downstairs and tra-la-laed with the dog until I realized I needed birth control. Within an hour I went to Walgreens to pick it up after a transfer. (Hooray corporate technology!) Got home and drank lite chocolate muscle milk for my stomach. Unfortunately I read the label and found it actually was not milk but milk protein. As you can imagine, with my birth control and allergy medicine it tasted like chocolatey chalk with a smooth aftertaste. I downed two blueberry muffins within ten minutes afterwards.

Allya got home and we decided to eat at a local Mexican restaurant. All the tables and chairs had the exact same painting on it. Color me cynical but I call that tacky and weird. My margarita was terrible and had barely any salt, not a good compliment to my stomach pill at all. Highlights: freaking out over a talking mouse on a keyboard doing jingle bells (not cool), same store had a X-Mas tree that snowed, not cool summer temps. I ran out of store laughing because all 17 of the rooms had themes and the lady kept on telling me she was old. Entering an informercial for a hat that turned into purse where the Cupcake Wars champion sold their cupcakes. I only watch that show drunk on sangria. Yes, I did buy dog treats for my poorly trained and house broken dogs but dammit they deserve it. Choco wine? Not fetch.

Overall, awesome day, awesome place, dog burst into a LOCKED bathroom door and would not get away from the bath tissue.