the irony is
I want this, please, Santa.
I’ve got Jack Daniels and a blowtorch.Â What could possibly go wrong?
There’s just not much.
It’s the sleep deprivation.
Santa’s balls.Â Santa balls.
All pruned and trimmed like a tiny banzai tree.
There was a Mexican pointy shoe craze?
There is such a thing as deep fried Kool Aid??
It’s an adventure.Â Adventures are good.Â The kind without tour guides.
Oh no!Â Colonel Potter died!Â RIP Harry Morgan 🙁
I don’t care what anyone says, I love Olivia Newton John.
Today is not the day for Screamin Jay Hawkins.
That book’s been in the to read pile for ages.
I always type wiaved instead of waived.Â wtf?
I always forget about Grooveshark.Â That’s a handy dandy thing there.
Yesterday the Book Perk raffle, today our library raffle.Â Woo hoo!Â I can no longer say I never win anything!
Ho ho ho.
It feels like midnight.