What, you mean the thing with the rising music and the rising... music?
I said there was swelling!
(Isn't that a Chandler line? "Well, you've been swell, but the swelling is going down now.")
'Dirty Girls'
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What, you mean the thing with the rising music and the rising... music?
I said there was swelling!
(Isn't that a Chandler line? "Well, you've been swell, but the swelling is going down now.")
How could there not?
Oh hey, walking the dog this morning, I noticed that the display window in the wedding cake bakery around the corner was all hung with...butterfiles and dragonflies. I snorted so loud someone ahead of me turned around.
Someone in the cake industry loves us. Hee.
There is not enough gronk in the world. Would someone please tell me why I thought staying up until 1am was a good thing? Actually, I just want someone to come smite the insomnia fairy. For some reason it strikes on Saturday and Sunday nights. Why, oh why, can't it be reasonable and strike on Friday and Saturday nights, instead?
I didn't know dragonflies chowed on butterflies. I like to put pictures of the flying things together too.
Edited for redundancy.
Sweetie, that's what's they're talking about. Hec or JZ posted the story.
Oh. See, this is what happens when I skim.
Nothing to see here, move along....
Comic-Con was fun. And exhausting. Home now and doing homework all day and then class tonight. Yuck!
I am home with a sick baby. Who, now that she's awake, is a cheerfully hyper sick baby.
Which is all well and good, but if she'd nap, I could sleep, too, drat it!