A coupla things to chew on until I post next:
(which could be next week, so read slowwwwwly)
There is a colony of the scariest type of bug somewhere in our apartment.
Right about now I'm so glad I don't have to worry about a colony of creepy crawlers making a home in my shoes. Sandals, I'm guessing, just aren't the habitat they look for.
Another thing I think you should know is that I have the foggiest brain right now. It's hilarious.
Hmmm...I don't remember finishing that one Ten on Tuesday question.
"Hey Stace, can you call so-and-so about such-and-such?"
(five minutes later)
"Um, hi. Who was I supposed to call again?"
Wait, did I spell that right?
My dad and I had breakfast this morning, as we do several times a week, to go over more details for the Coming Together For Hope event:
"So, we might not have a dunk tank."
"Or a Wii tent."
"And our grand finale band backed out."
Space cadet, over and out.