Unexpected conversations with you know who. Don’t you know? Really, if it’s you, wink twice at me.
Don’t worry. If the giant spider touches Frodo, Sam’ll kill her.
I’m not anti-American, but I’m not a gung-ho, rah rah American sort. And isn’t it stupid that we’re ‘Americans’ but dozens of nations exist on the Americas?
Diamonds are so not a girl’s best friend. Facial care is.
Mathmatical/logical games for a boring Friday.
Sounds like breakfast is coming back up. This one’s a little medically snarky and detailed. You’ve been warned.
On a day off, I spent my time in a hospital. Everyone’s fine, thank you.
Bleah. Bleah. Ugh. Bored. Tired. Lazy. Snarky. Bitter. Apathetic. Fuck off and kill yourself, cause I’m too busy to kill you.
Dear blog, today I saw a man in a wheelchair, a parked car and came out of it with a funny store to share.
Fresh from a Thursday night CSI, we bring you the bubble popping, urban legend dispelling team of … well, me!