I got my ears pierced! It felt like it was meant to be because as I was sitting there waiting for the needle, they were playing Rancid over the speakers. I feel like I've regressed to about 5 yrs old, as I'm now obsessed with all sorts of cute earrings.

I've been worrying lately that when I have kids, they won't be as loveable as Dwight. It would be very sad not to love your own kids as much as you love a dog. But I really worry about it. Because animals are inherently better than people. And though I hope to not feel so cynical about my own kids, I worry that I will.

That said, Dwight was very bad today. Me and Aaron took him to White Rock Lake and he got so excited about the swing set that he broke out of his collar and then ran away to start chasing some bikes. We chased him and got him back, but it was quite embarassing. Now we have to get him a metal buckle collar that he can't break out of, and then I'm going to take him back to the park for some flooding therapy (make him look at bikes and swings till he doesn't care anymore).

Ew, sick, I just caught a mosquito out of thin air (one of my many talents) and it pooped mosquito eggs out onto my hand.