Awwright…
Being a sensible, reasonable girl, if Gibson can convince Rebbe Foxman (I’m deciding that he’s *my* rebbe on this issue, since I have too much to keep up with already), I’ll agree. IF he can. Until that time however, you’re still on my Shit List, Mel.
Sheesh. I am too nice, over here.
Today was the same as ever, I didn’t see Mehitabel, I can’t get a hold of Chrissy anymore, and I think Bonnie had to leave town again, and I’m just going to shoot myself, ok?
And I’m achy.
Harry skipped out on trivia tonight to talk with Muffin. I offered to come, but he said that he wanted to try it himself, first. Hope it went well.
Okay. I’m going to go vegetate now.
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