I have a VERY exciting evening planned. I will reveal more details later, and you will all wish you were me, I tell you what.
I already wish I were you. I'd be way prettier and a much better roller skater.
Minion is working on his story in case it never comes up. He's debating between "taken by the KGB" and "sent to Guantanamo". I told him to tell them all that I've been Raptured.
I'm worried about your minion! What will he do without you?
My holiday gift to myself, among a bunch of around the house touch-ups, was a brand spankin' new toilet seat.
Is it heated?
Sad about Clementine. Enough that it makes me cry.
I bet your twins both grow up to be big Pynchon fans now.
Perhaps. Or not. But I know they'll know the Clementine song.
Perhaps. Or not. But I know they'll know the Clementine song.
As long as they don't get scurvy because they rebel against all things citrus.
Don't let them get scurvy, Kat!
I'm very glad I have a large bag of clementines at home, or I'd be getting ready to kill you people.
Speaking of clementines.... the last time I had one I was incredibly sick. I wonder if I shoudl venture to have one again?
Or just eat my tangerine cupcake with sour cream icing. What? tangerine. It has citrus!
I went to Violet's Cakes in Pasadena and bought 5 cupcakes. But there is only one of me. What to do? What to do?
I'm worried about your minion! What will he do without you?
We're trying not to think about it too much. Plus we just hired him a minion of his own.
Totally spammy x-post with Bitches:
Baby baby baby!
Was there rain in the forecast this morning? I thought none was forecast for today so I brought no umbrella. I'm trapped! Like a rat!
