Post by lionel on Dec 30, 2011 4:11:25 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi FALL APART LIKE I DID. dogs sure do have a way of annoying the crap out of their owners, especially when there are three large huskies all trying to get the attention of their owner who is sacked on the couch with a pillow over his head in hopes they would stop using their singing voices to wake him up. dogs 1. lionel 0. this is ending up to be just a great day for him, considering it's late in afternoon and he is just now waking up. gonna love those late night bad habits. he got caught up in his creative side and never paid any attention to the time until he looked over and saw it was 7:30 am. it wasn't like he was actually tired though, he took the dogs out before at least getting some shut eye or else he would regret it later and be a walking zombie who has been up for like a day and half without sleep. no one wants to see a walking zombie of lionel, it's just bad. turning into a grumpy butt and getting annoyed a little more easier and faster. good thing it didn't have to end up like that. he got at least some sleep even though he would be doing the thing he was doing before he went to sleep in the first place. writing music and testing it out on his electric piano and his guitar. the dogs sure were happy that he was awake, but knew quite well that they were in trouble, they made a mess with the trash and scattered it all over the apartment floor. this short day was just starting to look like a bad one, especially since lionel hated cleaning up after the dogs, because there were three of them which meant three times the mess and the longer to clean up after them. at least they didn't go to the bathroom in the apartment. he quickly cleaned the apartment up, and then put on the leashes to his three naughty huskies, rylan, eden, and gizmo. each one with a unique personality, each one a monster in their own right, and lionel loved all three of them. there was no way he was going to be giving any of them up. he even pays extra for his apartment because it doesn't allow three dogs, but with a little bit extra for rent he can get away with it. the owner doesn't seem to mind as long as he has the money at the begining of the month. considering it was already late afternoon and lionel was just now being a normal person and being awake, it just made more sense to tire out the three dogs that basically controlled his life besides his father hanging over his shoulder. besides it wasn't like he was doing anything else important considering he doesn't have a job and isn't broke or anything. he needed to waste time, since all he had was time. there were no deadlines for anything in his life, maybe besides the life that is ticking away, that he got a second chance to live. but that's besides the point now, isn't? the dogs were the issue at hand and the more tired they were the more he could get done later that night by himself with three snoring dogs. lionel was in pretty good shape, he worked out every once in a while to keep himself in shape and get his body the same instead of growing a gut full of fat hanging over his pants. besides he's not one to gain any fat in the first place, so a good jog with three large pulling you seem like a really good work out. the dogs loved visiting the park in new haven, they could never get enough of it. they tugged and pulled as lionel basically did a small run instead of a jog after them. they would so make good sled dogs with their energy and strength for just pulling their one measley owner behind them. he nearly tripped over his two feet when they stop short and started to sniff the grass in the park. huffing and puffing he was glad to have a rest just for a little bit as they enjoyed smelling the scents of other dogs and animals. he plopped down on the sidewalk waiting for the dogs to finish up so they could start their run again, but it seem like it would be forever before they finish. he started looking around and just people watch. who doesn't like to people watch? people were interest coming in different colors, different sizes, different styles, all that fun jazz. each one told a different story, each one having a different path in life, that's what lionel like most. everyone was more interesting than their selves. they could be famous or not known but they would still be interesting to watch and at least try and guess what they did for a living and what not. with his knees up and arms resting across them he stared off into people watching mode. lionel's speaking color = 132b3e 850WORDS, TWO DAYS LATER POST IS FINISHED |
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