and i thought to myself... wow

Yesterday, en-route home from Salt Lake center Jame and I stopped at Barnes and Noble. Why, you might ask? For a treat, of course!

In an idea of sheer brilliance (which are swimming around in Jamison's head and multiplying as we speak), he suggested we read magazines while sipping our treats. Genius, I tell you! Genius!

He picked up a few architecture/home design magazines; I read photography books. Then I got bored, and switched to a magazine titled "Puppies!" (or something along those lines).

I learned through the magazine that spaying/neutering your dog causes your dog to be slightly less active than they would be fully-fertile.

less active?

i thought of xerxes, who is currently jumping on and off my bed as i type...
then i thought of fiona...

and then i imagined them in their full-spirited mode, increasing that slightly.

wow... sheer terror.