He has an Aang tattoo on his forehead, he's eating some goldfish crackers and is watching Loony Toons right this moment so life is pretty good in his Universe.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I could use a massage -- I think it's a combination of sleeping badly and carrying too much stuff that has my old stress knot in my back flaring up like crazy. I've been taking Advil, which helps.
I went to a party! With my parents. It was nice, although I did not make new neighborhood friends, which was kind of the plan.
Sounds like! Owen's got the right parents, too! (to Cash. )
I had a margarita. And now I want another one, but that was all the margarita we had. Sniff.
There's nothing more sad than a bit of slush at the bottom of the blender.
DO NOT LICK THE BOTTOM OF THE BLENDER!!!!
Unless you take the blade out first. Which I can do with my grandmother's blender.
Just caught Loki shredding a roll of paper towels, he's a menace.
That paper towel roll was about to charge.
Shifty-looking paper towel roll. Preemptive strike.
Those sneaky papertowel. Always plotting to sneak up on you and ...papertowel you.
He's got paper issues. See: [link]