Uhrg. I'm so over low grade fever. It's only a degree or two over normal, and I know its source, that it is normal and that it'll end soon. But hot flashes? Dumb. Breaking a sweat taking the trash out? Dumb. Breaking a sweat cleaning the litterbox? Dumbest thing ever.
The design of the human body is seriously dumb.
I don't know her. She has curly, curly hair and is a friend of an Ultimate Fighting Champion (I shit you not!). And now, the desiccated corpse of Harry Hamlin has just danced a quickstep to Lust for Life.
Dear god, what IS this show?
Well, now I am completely riveted by this weird little show. What will come next? Viennese Waltz to My Humps? The dance style/music choice mash up possibilities are endless.
Also - Why, Michael Kors, why? Seasons of Fug
kat, we all need a good appalling trainwreck now and then.
Way to
kiss butt
Dr. Chase!! I knew you had it in you!
Of course, now
he's stuck being a participant in this. Oooh, correction, the rest of them are too
.
eta OMG KITTY!
I bought the cutest shoes the other day, that I am head over heels in love with. And I bought them at the damn Nine West store, not at a Filene's or something like usual. So why can't I find a picture online so I can share, dammit?