i'm hip to her jive

god bless strepsils chesty cough lozenges. miracle worker.

re-reading audrey niffenegger's the time traveler's wife in the hopes that my own henry from the future will suddenly appear in front of me. so far not working.

hurrah hurrah i'm no longer that sick. just a wee bit.

got a hydrating mask on my face now and my face is toight. this must be what botox feels like.

louder than love rocked my pants off. but i gotta say fuck BHAW. *punch*

photo courtesy of the kambing-cam.



i want me the post secret 2,3, and 4 books.

*hair pull* *punch punch* *slap* *pokes ho in eye*