( You don't know what you're in for. )

I am particular about the way people type.

I don't like:

( Punctuation Nazi ahead. )

 Meeting with my darling Meggie Poo later on for lunch at Ice Cream Chef's at two thirty. And as with the cliche line, I can't wait for later. Because I miss my best friend and a more honest second reason: I am hungry.

My tsunami just got more serious and for some reason this week was a lot heavier than previous. It is like there was some choked ( Read more... )