My birthday was fab. Massages, vegan brunch, booze...good times people, good times.
Put up the old christmas tree. The winter tree as we like to call it. I tell you, I smelt snow this morning. I saw 2 tiny, hard flakes. It's coming. I welcome you winter. Snow and snow. I will frolick in thee.
Now excuse me, I must finish this wine and give Maiden my full attention.
what a useless blog! Just wanted and excuse to put up pictures of the Dickster.
2 comments:
Run to the hills!
The happiest I've ever been, when I thought the plot was thickening and would continue to always thicken, was listening to heavy metal as a child.
Amen.
Ya, the good old days. Babysitting at my aunt's house, after the kids are in bed, sitting on the couch with a plastic bowl of potato chips, a Dr. Pepper and The Power Hour on muchmusic. Sweet.
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