Chai To Keep Up With Me

This is just a roller-coaster ride of emotion. First Madison tells me I'll know by the end of April if my Cairo application was accepted or not. Then Cairo tells me I'll know by mid-May. Now Madison just told me I'll find out by the end of the week. How about someone just makes the damn decision instead of putting it off? With all this, "Maybe..." stuff, it's convincing me I'm not going to get in. Perhaps avoiding making a decision is their form of wait-listing you.

Anyway, Bodnar (my current roommate, for those of you who aren't familiar), got a puppy on Saturday. His name is Apollo. His mother was found by Bodnar's cousin, a pregnant, dirty tramp bitch (the dog, not the cousin). So then Apollo and his adorable siblings fell out of her vagina.

Right now I'm puppysitting while Bodnar's at work, and Apollo is sleeping by the foot of my bed. Oh, wait. Now he wants to play.

Okay, I'm back. Here's a picture of him:

Told you he was adorable.

On Saturday, while we were playing with Apollo, Bodnar and I were talking about what we would name a cafe that exclusively sold Chai tea. Bodnar started with "Don't Be Chai", then I came up with "Hello, Good Chai" and then at the exact same time, both of us said "Me Chainese, Me Play Joke, Me Go Pee-Pee In Your Chai". Another suggestion we both had a hand in forming was "The Third Chaiumvirate", but you would obviously need three owners for that store name to work. Got any suggestions of your own?