Friday, January 22, 2010

*yo yo (grand)ma.

Yo! It's Friday! Know how I can tell? Because I'm doing a tiny cubicle happy dance, and using words like "yo."

Because it's almost the weekend, and you're all busy being so excited about that fact that you've peed yourselves, I'm going to sneak in a few dull tidbits, propped up by pictures of baby eyeballs so that you don't collapse from the tedium.


Firstly, to avoid the lawsuits that will inevitably arise whence you're all hospitalized with terminal carpal tunnel from typing "" into your browsers all day every day, anxiously awaiting my missives, GOOD NEWS!


I have purchased, for the low low price of $10, I am a domain owner. Mistress of mine own domain.


You can still reach me through the old blogspot address, but you all know what a stickler I am for brevity. And sarcasm. This will, however, make you $10 less rich should you decide to follow through in suing me regardless. Which will make you the possessor of a dampening homestead, a dirty dog, and -$10.


Agenda point #2 regards a camera bag, the only item on my current "wants" list that also wanders over into the "needs" column. (Those of you who think a hair cut might be higher in those priorities, hushup.)

If anything were to happen to my beloved Nikon, I would die, just DIE, so for the sake of the many more years I have to be obnoxious and verbose, help a sister out.

OH! Only one requirement: It can't be butt ugly. Or cost $800. Trust me, it's harder than it sounds.

scrunch time.

Enjoy your weekend, fellow humans! And if you're just about to succumb to the vapors of your own good fortune, take a minute to click up there at the top and share some with the people of Haiti, if you haven't already.

I'll be so touched by your generosity that I might be forced to hug you. And for those of you who know my stance on hugging, that could be very awkward, indeed. Yo!


at: 3:54 PM said...

Ack!! I only wear scrunchies in the privacy of my own home I promise!!!



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I am a work in progress. I perpetually need a hair cut. I'm totally devoted to my remarkable nieces and nephew. I am an elementary home cook and a magazine worker bee. (Please criticize my syntax and spelling in the comments.) I think my dog is hilarious. I like chicken and spicy things. I have difficulty being a grown-up. Left to my own devices, I will eat enormous amounts of cheese snacks of all kinds.