I'm still annoyed that my family tree is forever marred thanks to my cousin's son, who named (or at least agreed to name) his daughter Bella Renee.
The cousin who named her son One, and changed her conventional name to something "fancy" and one letter off another cousin.
DONE WITH HER (that's not the whole rationale, but it's what I tell my mother). Once a year I have to give her a cake my mother sends for her, but she lives in Santa Monica and I am 364 days clear of her otherwise. My mother is
pissed,
but I don't have to have her in my life. And I certainly don't need to stop judging her.
I have had chips and dip AND ice cream for dinner. Because fuck you, that's why.
I salute your awesome dinner.
I have had chips and dip AND ice cream for dinner. Because fuck you, that's why.
I salute your awesome dinner.
I was wondering what to have for dinner, and now I think I know.
I guess now it's time for wine?
I guess so.
I didn't report that last night's dinner was a bowl of leftover Halloween candy, did I?
makes incoherent squeaky noises while flapping hands at the monitor
I will see if they're open tomorrow. If not, will swing by Monday afternoon. Their hours are inconstant but their black and white section is amazing.
Yay, thank you!
but their black and white section is amazing.
Ooooh. One of the things that finally motivated me to start doing something about the desk job/stress weight I've put on is that NONE of my stripy blazers fit properly. This cannot continue.
Guys, I can't find the video of the Jimmy Fallon/John Krasinski lip-sync-off. All the links I can find have been pulled. This makes me sad.
