Ways in which to annoy a blonde.
If you wish to annoy a blonde -- I mean really reduce it to spitting fury -- eat its leftovers from Outback without saying anything, thus not affording it the opportunity to go to the store and obtain something else to have for dinner. Because nothing is funnier than leaving your blonde kneeling in front of the fridge at seven o'clock at night, frantically searching for something to eat, right? Right? And you didn't really need that leg...
In other news, this is a short day for me, and I will be fleeing these halcyon shores at two, to run errands aaaaaaaall over the East Bay before my meeting at six-thirty. I love having time to burn. It happens so rarely. And so of course, today is the rainiest day in recent memory, which is going to slow things down immensely. Yaaaaaaay!
(I know, I know, I am the Rain King, I have no one to blame but myself...)
It's Thursday. We're most of the way through the week, and 'Hitchhiker's Guide' opens tomorrow. I'm also planning on bringing Lilly to the office tomorrow, since she hasn't been to visit for a while, and is completely spitting insane (also huge).
And that is all, thus far today.
Whee.
In other news, this is a short day for me, and I will be fleeing these halcyon shores at two, to run errands aaaaaaaall over the East Bay before my meeting at six-thirty. I love having time to burn. It happens so rarely. And so of course, today is the rainiest day in recent memory, which is going to slow things down immensely. Yaaaaaaay!
(I know, I know, I am the Rain King, I have no one to blame but myself...)
It's Thursday. We're most of the way through the week, and 'Hitchhiker's Guide' opens tomorrow. I'm also planning on bringing Lilly to the office tomorrow, since she hasn't been to visit for a while, and is completely spitting insane (also huge).
And that is all, thus far today.
Whee.