trying to save her TV from a 3YO armed with windex. not looking good, folks.

to trust her instincts and they are ALL over the place. damn multiple personalities in disagreement and shit.

still waiting to hear from our realtor whether or not our bid has been accepted. having mixed feelings...

good morning, plurkity plurkers.

still hungover. still in her pajamas. still craving chicken wings.

blah blah blahhhhhhh where are my chicken wings, dammit?!

been house hunting. again. found one. so over it we said" yeah, okay. put in a bid." also? my car died. again.

having a nice sunday. think i'll go curl up in the bed and watch paul newman movies on TCM.

SO going back to bed.

the hiccups. in the WORST way.