"I was trying to write some new music; Otto got into the grand piano, jumped onto the computer and destroyed the entire score for the new Phantom in one fell swoop."
The cat is clearly a Buffista and heard our thoughts on the sequel.
I am at the office. I have outside pants on, with sandals.
I am still in pajamas. Trying to work up the oomph to open my WIP word doc, but having difficulty, since I'm feeling very blah about publishing in general.
Then again, I do want to know what happens next.
The future of wine - tubes!
Also apparently the future of cheese: [link]
ION, all of my food blogs are doing photo recaps of 2008 and it's making me hungry.
We're about to have our Friday dinner, Jessica.
You should come.
I had a piece of cake for breakfast.
My stomach's upset, I'm not sure why, therefore food's not making me happy, but at the same time, I'm hungry.
Bah.
WANT CAKE!
Cash, can you shove it through the interwebs please?
Oh great, now the tubes will be all clogged up with frosting.