I'm sorry. I can't hear you over the sound of how awesome I am (not).
I have a carrot stick loaded with hummus in one hand. I notice the edge of the sleeve around that wrist has hummus on it. I lift that hand to look more closely at the sleeve.
I now have hummus in my hair. I am awesome.
And speaking of awesome, there is the dwinn, who is wonderfully sweet and kind to me in my continued adventures in allergen-induced asphyxiation. Why, last night, when I thanked him for being all nice and stuff, he said, "You deserve nice things. Especially me."
In the opposite of awesome, if you're looking for a good cause, the Mexican state of Tabasco is reeling from incredible flooding and is desperate for aid, and things are not looking good in Chiapas, either. Information in the link on places taking monetary donations.
I now have hummus in my hair. I am awesome.
And speaking of awesome, there is the dwinn, who is wonderfully sweet and kind to me in my continued adventures in allergen-induced asphyxiation. Why, last night, when I thanked him for being all nice and stuff, he said, "You deserve nice things. Especially me."
In the opposite of awesome, if you're looking for a good cause, the Mexican state of Tabasco is reeling from incredible flooding and is desperate for aid, and things are not looking good in Chiapas, either. Information in the link on places taking monetary donations.