11 June 2008
2 ouch, my heart.
i want a collie. to the extent that my heart cramps up at the sight of other people's collies. because there they are all gorgeous and smiling with their hair flopping about in the wind like farrah fawcett. i want one. i may have mentioned that once or twice before. because i really really really want want want one. (isn't neediness attractive?)
yesterday, in our epic 12 mile walk of the 3 miles home, after we'd pretty much who would you rathered everyone under the sun and arrived at the obvious truth that christian bale always wins, frankpank and i fell into more fanciful hypotheticals. the end result being that we now know i would willingly sacrifice the vieve's tail for four fuzzy collies. and somehow, the fact that bingley, knightley, swarley and toulouse now have names just makes me want them that much more.