I graciously accept your above proposal. I shall languish here in my silk jammies, awaiting your return and the lavishment to commence immediately after.

Why don't you hold your breath while you wait? It will make it that much more delicious when I get home.

Next week.

Aw, are you upset, baby?

Not in the least. It makes sense for me to remain logged in considering it's *MY* computer. You are very cute.

Owen dropped my phone in the toilet. He said he was "taking pictures underwater."

FUCK.

I wanted a new phone but not today. Took the battery out and am trying to dry it out. I hope I can recover some of my data off of it.

Owen dropped my phone in the toilet. He said he was "taking pictures underwater."

I hear Jacques Cousteau started with toilets too.

Oh Cash, fuck indeed.

Em did something similar to Aims' Palm Thingie. It did eventually dry out and work fine.

...after, of course, we had gotten her a new phone, thinking the old one was doomed doomed doomed.

I'm drying it out now. I'm sure it might work eventually.

But I also realized my car keys are in Christopher's truck which means I am stuck here. I'm supposed to volunteer today and I've got two dozen blueberry muffins sitting here to take in.

This day sucks ass.

Sorry the day is attacking you Cash. I hope you are able to bludgeon it into submission later.

Can I have some -ma for TCG's step-aunt? She is in the hospital with an infected cat bite that is not healing well because of diabetes. She may need surgery.