The Title is ______.

see how far we've come?

illias the dog and i are chillin in my room. it's his favorite hang out. sometimes i feel like we are teenagers. like he's that friend you had in high school who would come to your house to flop on your bed and complain that there was nothing to do. for example: today i told illias that i hated moving. he shrugged his shoulders and yawned a great yawn. then he huffed, you brought this upon yourself. no one is making you move. no, for real. it was loud and clear.

you wanna play fetch? illias dropped a toy in my lap. "nah", i said. "i'm not in the mood."

whatever. i'm out of ideas. illias sprawled out and sighed. then he fell asleep.



if illias had hands, he would totally take a smoking break in the backyard. he's that cool. illias would make a great side-kick. he's the supporting character who everyone likes more than the protagonist.





when i get to boston, who will be my side-kick?

posted by k.o. @ 8:51 AM