the worst day since yesterday



He’s not real…he’s not real…he’s not real…he’s real, dammit and he loves me!

I don’t know how to explain it but I love this little guy.

He sits there on my iGoogle page running in his little wheel and drinking his water and sometimes he takes a nap and then if I hover my mouse over him he’ll stand upright begging for food and so I move my cursor from side to side and his little feet shuffle across the screen and it’s awesome. His name is Dexter because I think he murders people (for the greater good, obvi) when I’m not looking directly at him.

Sometimes I’ll be working and will accidentally drag my mouse across him and he stands upright thinking that I’m about to feed him. A sane person would recognize that he’s definitely not real and would ignore him and move on. Not I. If I “wake him up” I have to feed him or he may die or perhaps murder me because I forgot to feed him. It’s a problem. I recognize it’s a problem. I’m ignoring the problem.

So say hello to my hamster friend, Dexter. Say hello or he may seriously consider murdering you. Just sayin’

3:19 pm, by stilldrew
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