We have a tornado warning and some biblical rain and wind and wow, is it dark out there. So far one person has asked me if London is like this. No. No, it is not. Because this is Florida. Anyway!
HELLO, DRIVER.
I had the September issue of Vogue for about a week before I found the wrist strength to actually open it, and that after SOMEONE ELSE in my household UTTERLY NEGLECTED to tell me there was a Wombat sighting in it, so I was all wait, that's- and then I confirmed it in the caption, and oh, Elijah.
But then we went and got tacos, and everything was normal again.
That face. I really like him sometimes. Okay, a lot of times. :D In other news, Dominic's apparently doing something with the WWE tonight, and I just. Okay. Whatever floats your increasingly bizarre boat, baby. Dress well. I can't ask a lot more from you at this point.
Hey, hey, tomorrow is Him Indoors' birthday. What should I get him? I mean besides the obvious, obscene, and/or caffeinated.