My interwebs are crap today.

I love it when Chrome tells me Gmail isn’t available.

What?  What???

I have to go to the store.  It’s so cold out there.

I’m so cold!

I just can’t win a thing.  I would love a Stitchionary.

It’s like trying to join a conversation and you just keep getting ignored.

Memphis has all my snow.  Give back my snow, Memphis!

That is a lot of photos.  It is taking forever to get them off the card.

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Only 308 days til Halloween!

I’m in the mood for some NCIS.  I haven’t watched it in a few years.  I could totally do a marathon today.  Snuggly blanket, tea, knitting, and some Gibbs.  Of course, I don’t have any NCIS.

I think I need to eat this piece of chocolate cake.  Get it out of the house.  Yeah.

Now I just have to deal with these lemon bars …

Everybody south of the Mitten is having a blizzard.  Does that seem right to you?

Snow!

A LOT of snow!

I’m bored with my music.  If you feel like sending me music, you should just go right ahead and do that.

I need to order yarn so I can get started on a new project.

I don’t even know how many to include.  12?  24?  I don’t know.

We need a fire in the wood burner.

Aw, Scooby’s all covered in snow.

I did not get a rifle.  I did get some pizza.

I don’t like the phrase “talking points.”

I’m sorry, but what part of this do you not understand?  Just give me a damn triptan.

I just think that was a spectacular waste of money.  No wonder this country is such a mess.  It’s full of people who do stupid shit like that.

I wonder where that hat pattern is.

No, I did not wear my kitty hat to the gun store.

Who are you talking to?

I seem to be missing a stitch.

Chem trails?  Oh here we go again.

I suppose if I go work out, I’ll warm up.

I haven’t had meatloaf in a long time.

Ooooh!  Chili would be good this week.

What?  I smile.

Yep.  That did the trick.

Why does Facebook want to know how I’m feeling?  That’s just a little creeptacular …

My arms are all noodly.  Those throws are tough.

Yes, I did just read the word “vajazzled” in a Dresden book.

Stream of consciousness.

Seems random is contagious.

That’s such a dirty song.

Sometimes you get so lonely.  Sometimes you get nowhere.

It’s alternating Bowie, competing for space in my brain.  Could be worse.  I do so love Bowie.

I find it reassuring to know that everyone doesn’t think she’s as perfect perfect as I thought they did.

I think tomorrow is a good day for baking things.

If you seek a pleasant peninsula … not nearly as cool as “Thus always to tyrants”.

That cat is always hungry.

Uh oh!

I actually think boxes of chocolates are really great gifts.  To me.  Really great gifts to give me.

So many books to read!  I should probably wait on Dresden and read this one the dean loaned me first …

Where is my hammer?

I wish I could glue his head back on.

Even the cool kids table was only good for a little while before it got all cliquey and weird.

oops!  I forgot to mail that thing.

The duck!  Has been disemboweled!

I wonder if it’s still snowing.

The dog ate the wishbone.  Boo.

What is that noise???  Oh good grief.  It’s Walter.  We have the weirdest animals.

“I have to confess, I am a person who judges a book by its cover.”

I should have asked for those days off.  It just never crossed my  mind.

I’d forgotten about that shawl.

What a strange thing to say.