Happy birthday, Steph! Enjoy your weekend!
Yay for making out, meara!
Sister bailed on visit. Anyone want to bet on whether my lazy ass will paint a room anyway? I'm betting no.
But I just cleaned out the four white vase-things that sit on my kitchen counter as catch-alls. They've been catching all for years. So that counts as progress. I found 37-cent stamps!
Happy birthday, Teppy! This weekend-I dunno, it's hot, I feel very languid and lounge-y. Tomorrow we'll go downtown to the French Market to see a preeminent tiki master who has just relocated to New Orleans to open a tiki bar- Jeff "Beachbum" Berry.
Cersei and Jaime!
I understood that reference!
Pix, I'm so glad your friend is okay. I still think about the time I think I was almost mugged in Hollywood (in the bathroom of the Jack in the Box across the street from Amoeba), and it was terrifying.
Happy birthday to a funny, articulate, wise and wonderfully non-vanilla Buffista!
Happy Birthday Tep!!!
So far, my plans have been doing 3 loads of laundry. I really hope this is last major laundry day in this place, but I think there will be one more. Ran out of quarters before I could do sheets and towels. Blah. So looking forward to having washer dryer of my own.
After these are done, floor shopping. Then car wash. Buy some more boxes for books. Food shopping. And then hang out with M & C tonight. Tomorrow? Packing. Cleaning. Sleeping. Fun, no?
Happy happy birthday, Teppy!
Completely unrelated to anything else, cupcake Goth Minnie Mouse ears. This is a thing in the world; I totally never even imagined.
Mine. They must be mine. I will wear them around the house and be happy. (Oh G-D I MISS DISNEYLAND.)
I have pretty good instincts but poor impulse control. And sometimes I confuse the two.
In this, as in so many other things, we share a brain.