I have to say, Ghost Story is not my favorite Dresden so far, and only partly because of the obvious.Â Changes was just so … freaking powerful.
Wait.Â These carpet tiles look funky.Â This can’t be right.
Why didn’t I wear jeans today?Â Oh, right, guilt.Â I’m filthy.
Every time I see a photo of a celebrity they have their smart phones in their hands.Â Except Liev Schreiber.Â He’s always on his bike with his kid.Â Good for him.
I can’t take the constant daily affirmations.
Our card this year is fantastic.Â We’re hi-larious.Â I don’t care what anyone says.
I will eat a salad for lunch.Â I will eat a salad with chicken in it because if there’s one thing this girl needs, it’s protein.
Ugh.Â I’m coated in dust.Â It’s like a protective layer or something.
Hmm.Â No one unfriended me this week, so that’s interesting.
God I hope we never have to do this again.
duh duh duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
Oh hey, there’s some sun.
Might be nice to have a little snow.Â THIS IS MICHIGAN, AFTER ALL.
It’s the end of the world as we know it … it’s the end of the world as we know it … it’s the end of the world as we know it …
AND I FEEL FINE
yeah.Â You’re welcome.
Huh.Â Creepy.Â Also really cool.
I hate it when people make copies and then leave the lid to the copier up.Â These are the same people who use the paper cutters with the 2 foot long blade on them and leave the blade up.Â It drives me crazy.
What’s this?Â A winter weather advisory?Â For Friday?!?Â Whatever.
I have too much stuff.Â But then.Â When I try to weed out the stuff.Â I can’t decide what stuff to de-stuffify.Â le sigh.
I don’t know.Â I don’t think the salad was really filling enough.Â The teeny tiny muffin that came with it was delicious though.Â I could have used a much much larger version of it.Â Of course, that sort of negates the whole salad thing …
Waist high snow drifts?Â I remember what that’s like.
Wow, I am really tired.Â So weird.
Scotch and pulled pork.Â Don’t mind if I do.
Right. Â Scotch. Â Then workout. Â Brilliant!
I think I need new tennis shoes again.
purple monkey dishwasher
Oh look! Â It was going through someone else’s head too.
I wish I spoke 7 languages fluently.
Mostly just so it would open up the possibilities of cussing.
Screw it. Â I’m wearing jeans tomorrow. Â Jeans and a sweatshirt. Â So there!
I can’t believe we even have to work the next two days. Â Or Friday at any rate.
“he looked like santa would probably look if mrs. claus divorced him and kept the house and elves”
I’m having a hard time with you today. Â I just am.
Hey! Â I got my calendars done before January this year! Â I probably ordered too many. Â I wonder if anyone wants a calendar.
I still haven’t managed to win any cowboy boots. Â I think I should accept my fate.
No, I will not call them cowgirl boots. Â That just seems weird.
I did not enjoy the scotch this evening. Â The company was fantastic. Â I think I was just too tired for scotch.
Somebody moved Bob!
It was just like it wasn’t like
I love you, Alibris.
I think I’ve met my lifetime Â tolerance quota on poop jokes. Â Really.
I need someÂ ibuprofen.
Oh! Â Have a holly jolly merry happy humbug free Christmas! Â I’d give all 7 of you great big hugs if you were here. And you’d be happy, on account of I am a really good hugger. Â On those rare occasions that I hug. Â I’m not really a hugger, in general. Â But anyway. Â I totally would hug you. Â So. Â There you have it.