So. Painting sucks. Some dude in underwear told me that it is supposed to dry streaky and the next coat would fix everything.
I don't believe him, but he does have a damn fine ass.
So. Tomorrow will be a pretty exciting day for me. Or, uhm Today? This morning?
Shit uhm. Friday the eighth between nine thirty and noon will be an exciting time for me.
Blue Boy has Kindergarten Orientation tomorrow!! We are gonna have story time! And crafts! And see the classroom! Meet the teachers! Juice! Cookies! Eating paste!
So. The Paris Hilton thing alternately pissed me off and then made my day. And ponies with shoes are fucking cute. And I want this. Send Money. Or coffee. OK. Just drink some, and think of me.
I hafta go to bed now because we have to be up at o-dark-thirty. Mornings are a crime against nature.
Pee ess: Make Her STOP!
(if you cannot see the video, go here)
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