Post by NadineHurley on Aug 7, 2012 17:32:19 GMT -5
And my turtle Pacey Witter.
Not pictured: my first dog Murphy, my bird Rufio (technically 3 birds, took me a while to realize dad was replacing my "sleeping" cockatiels), my iguanas Simon & Garfunkel and my first cat named Puppy.
K, I'll stop now. It's not like I have a huge project due tomorrow that I've put off for 3 weeks or anything.
I think for a brief moment, Sigur Ros defied the existence of existence and created our own parallel dimension where all dimensions became meaningless and we were joined together in a massive spiritual oneness of Icelandic mojo.
I wish he was still around so you could meet him on HalloWEENIE. In college we had an aquarium which we called "Dawson's Creek" and named all the critters accordingly. Dawson (a soft shell turtle) started murdering all the other critters, so Pacey escaped (still have no fucking idea how). I wish this were an actual Dawson's Creek episode.