it is ultimate...

i want to get a job writing slogans that make other people fall in love.

if neal is only half in love with me, this gift i am making him will push him over the other half of that love ledge.

picture me right now, with sick eyes, perfect posture, and a fur hat perched on my head. or maybe this hat perched on my head...


i'm finally feeling better from this wretched sickness so i'm drinking beer. we babysat 2 mice yesterday and we want to adopt them permanently as pets (no, not pests!).