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But before I go...
Alrighty kids, I'm going to be out of town for the weekend. I'm taking a short break from watching TV, writing, cooking, going to meetings and docs. I'll be back on Sunday sometime.
If anything amazing happens during the next 3 days, please let me know by commenting here.
And it better be really amazing, and not some crap about overcoming a fatal illness or having nine babies. Amazing news includes: Tom Welling suddenly becoming single, Narnia not making any money, Bush saying something intelligent. You know, things we wouldn't expect.
In other news, It's Katie's Birthday.
For her gift, I'm going to tell her here and now that I'm no longer mad at her for making me have to move.
;-) And before Ryan puts a hit out on me for saying that, I'll mention that it's a joke. You dumb guys and your relentless pursuit of happiness...Fie!!
Next weekend is the great feast of Pere d'mort et Marche or Zombie Claus. Not to be confused with The Zombie Clause, which does not actually exist. Anyway, if some of you's want to go with me, you should. I'll paint you up all undead-like and take some piccies. Promises to be enormous fun if none of us are shot in the head. Then again if I died by being shot in the head because I was mistaken for a zombie, I'd almost be cool with that. I just have a few more writing projects to finish before that happens.
If anything amazing happens during the next 3 days, please let me know by commenting here.
And it better be really amazing, and not some crap about overcoming a fatal illness or having nine babies. Amazing news includes: Tom Welling suddenly becoming single, Narnia not making any money, Bush saying something intelligent. You know, things we wouldn't expect.
In other news, It's Katie's Birthday.
For her gift, I'm going to tell her here and now that I'm no longer mad at her for making me have to move.
;-) And before Ryan puts a hit out on me for saying that, I'll mention that it's a joke. You dumb guys and your relentless pursuit of happiness...Fie!!
Next weekend is the great feast of Pere d'mort et Marche or Zombie Claus. Not to be confused with The Zombie Clause, which does not actually exist. Anyway, if some of you's want to go with me, you should. I'll paint you up all undead-like and take some piccies. Promises to be enormous fun if none of us are shot in the head. Then again if I died by being shot in the head because I was mistaken for a zombie, I'd almost be cool with that. I just have a few more writing projects to finish before that happens.
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