Jan 16, 2011 19:58
Have you checked your ears for earwax recently, Mr. H? Because I'm quite certain I told you I didn't have the figure for dresses. Even if I did, I'm hardly the sort to wear something as tacky as that. A sparkly red dress, Mr. H? Really? Last time I checked, I wasn't a demi-human from Forks. But maybe you should try it on; I'm sure it'd attract more customers to the WildKat II. Or more attention, at least.
And please, as well tailored as that set of barista clothing is, I have no inclination toward being a coffee addict like your dear self. But I'll keep the new pants and hope my beloved departed pants (lest we forget) will understand I'm not cheating on them. I'm still grieving over them, but I perhaps it's time to move on. Maybe I'll let Fobbie and Shibu play with the packaged clothing that I don't want. It'd be a shame to throw them away and let them go to waste, you know.
On the other hand, the books were a nice touch. They're dry reading, but I'm sure that's desirable when we're in need of kindling during the winter. Or, barring that, I'm sure they'd be excellent for throwing at the cat whenever she jumps up onto the bed. Alternatively, paperweights if I decide to take up calligraphy again. I'm quite sure these books have been the most useful of all the birthday presents you've given me over the years.
Oh, and I'm engaged now. Thought you'd like to know.
no isshins allowed,
can't go against the dice,
!the sky tides,
no crossdressing for you mr. h,
ichigo you can keep your dad,
ness' fault,
!ic log