NO MORE GORRAM VAMPIRES!
Last night I had nightmares that people were trying to kill me — intentionally or unintentionally — by serving food with either melon or fish in it.
Then today I come back from walking the dog to discover that The Roommate has bought a watermelon that’s roughly the size and weight of a newborn.
Enter FRIFAMZAZZLE at checkout and get a nice discount on your shopping total.
But, uh, I really gotta say, The Ninth Strange Day is the best place there. *koff*
My 39th birthday is in April 2010. You may want to put your order in now for my TARDIS console birthday cake.
Actually, I know I’m not the only one, because Mim does this, too.
I really have to try not to laugh when I see a sign thanking me for patronizing a business.
"Well, gas station… you tried Very Hard today.”
I’ve decided that there’s nothing wrong with the patterns I’ve been trying. It’s the yarn that doesn’t work.
Buy the tee-shirt!