So you can hang out with Scrappy?

That's true. I will report that she was very color-coordinated today.

ita, Halloween is next month. But that will work great for Frankenstein.

I must test you on that someday.

I'm not lying. Swear. Plus, I haven't seen you in ages.

Which reminds me, I don't think I have Lori's current phone number.

That's true. I will report that she was very color-coordinated today.

See? This is what I need to know on a daily basis.

I have something that might ease your pain, though: [link]

I feel like I've joined a brand new club that everyone's been in for years. Though the funky moose thing still escapes me. I get that the line's murky, but moose?

Still, I likes me some rock melodrama, and the song lives right up to it.

That looks painful.

I can't lie--it stings and makes me want to hide out. But I'll behave.

She was wearing 50% of the company colors. So she matched her folders. Plus a couple of the walls. I was impressed, but happy she opted not to go with both orange and green, as the CEO is apt to do. It is eye-hurting to me, I don't care how trendy the combo is. Plus Scrappy had very good hair to go with her nice shirt.

And Alibelle, although in a subdued palette, was looking tres chic, even though she told me she got dressed in the dark for reals.

Scrappy is known to do the good hair.

Hey, they had Barry Bostwick in the Rocky Horror Cold Case ep. I smell a fan.

even though she told me she got dressed in the dark for reals.

True! Both the saying and the doing.

The light bulbs in my ceiling blew, and my ceilings are 10 feet high. I cannot reach. Well, if I climb on top of the fridge I can reach one. But since I'd have to dislodge the microwave and, likely, a cat, I haven't climbed up yet. But I probably will soon. I'm not a huge fan of the dark.

Oh, ita... A through and through in your cheek? Oi.

(And seriously, ita, I really hate that you've been having so many health problems. Even if the way that I express that sometimes is by saying things like "I'm sorry about your face." I'd offer to give you a hug, but I know that you'd prefer something more like letting you bend my thumb out of its socket, so I'll keep my cuddles to myself. Though you're welcome to a hug.)

I want an ice cream cone right now.

It's okay to be sorry about my face, Ali. It's pretty sorry itself. I appreciate the sentiments, however phrased. I appreciate everyone's.

I need to work out how to tell my parents. I know they'll be even more adamant I come home so they can wrap me in bubble wrap, but I will scream.

I want an ice cream cone right now.

I want you to have one. I also want a Cornetto.