I am choosing my quitting outfit! hee. I thought I would quit today, so I had worn one of my favorite dresses. I think tomorrow I will wear a new skirt with lots of embroidery on it - and a bright pink tee and a white cardigan. oh and white slides. also? an imaginary tiara.

in my head I will finish every sentence with "eat it!" hee.

Anne, physical withdrawal symptoms are supposed to be largely over withing a few days- for me, irritability was more mental than physical, though.

in my head I will finish every sentence with "eat it!" hee.

You really must. Possibly while wearing a real tiara.

::savors this image::

Maybe just put on the tiara for the actual quitting.

For an old-fashioned illness, you really can't beat dropsy.

Go you with the quitting, msbelle!

don't actually own a tiara, just imaginary.

also? I am gonna go bake a cake. Have a great night everybody who is gone before I check back in.

Consumption is a good one. But my all-time favorite old illness is the screaming shits.

I'm fond of the mean reds, myself. It's a good, all-purpose, all-encompassing diagnosis.

Do you need me to run my tiara over for you? Because I will. OH I WILL.

t puts on tiara

t just because I can

Well, I haven't killed them yet. OK, nowhere near close. They do dither going to bed though....

And OH! This restaurant opened up near me about 6 months ago. "Mexican" in the name. I hadn't been the because, well, I rarely eat out at all.

So, um, yeah! It's good! And real! And they know what gorditas and rellenos are. It was so good. And they do takeout! I am so fricking happy. Some of the menu is a little more cuban/central/south american than NMican, but dude. It's all good. And the chips and salsa are even free.

Yay, sara.

So, this Red Sox Queer Eye is pretty cute, but why even bother having Johnny Damon (I mean, aside from the fact that he's the biggest draw)? He brought his own stylist.