Bean

I sort of got a dog. His name is Bean. I have no idea what kind of dog he is, or how big he’s going to get, or where he came from.

So that’s cool. Margo will take care of him when I leave site, and it’s kind of fun to have the little guy running around.

Sure, he poops and pees a lot, but my entire house is cement, and bleach is cheap.

The CTC had a secret santa and pot-luck for valentine’s day, which is Dominican for “let’s scream for no reason.”  The rules for the secret santa were not quite clear, so I bought a pack of gum and some chocolate. The recipient was nonplussed, and threw them on the table and didn’t look at me the rest of the evening. Other people were exchanging plastic knickknacks and stuff… I didn’t get the memo.