Herro! Jeez, I’ve missed it here. I have lots of important things to discuss, but today I will keep it light. Numero Uno: I finally finished the tattoo: The photo is kind of crappy because it was taken from my phone but you can get the idea. Secondly, I got two new ones: Again, the
Okay, so this here is my 101st blog! Celebrating the 101st because, you know, everyone does the 100th. And plus, I forgot until after I had posted the shopping one, so 101st it is. So first on the agenda today, is I need to answer some most excellently insightful questions sent to me by Father Dabi. Here’s the deal.
As you know, it was Cinco De Mayo this weekend. As you probably guessed, I celebrated. Fun times. Any holiday that is celebrated by drinking large quantities of alcoholic beverages is my favorite. Friday night was absolutely, unequivocally the most fun we’ve had in a while. For the record: photo-booths are a super addition to
Good morning! So apparently you all liked the drama-packed 100 Miles better than the mushy one, because I received exactly 1 comment (from my dear friend Vilate). This is why I don’t do mush, people. Seriously. I took the Dog for a walk today, we went to the park.
It finally happened. I fell down my own stairs. Let me give you some background. Remember in the blog I wrote about being a Sagittarius, I said I was clumsy? That’s not a joke, people. I am the running joke amongst the crew for my graceless escapades, however. I fall up stairs, I fall down stairs, I walk