Sunday
December 27, 2009
Winter · 3 entries
is not unlike a pony. I'm sooooo full. No more delicious food. For a month.
So, how the heck is this calculated? I have no doubt that Puja's my love match, nor that if Krista and I weren't kin, we'd be on some fucked up version of date my gay... but seriously. How's this shit comp-tab-ulated.
is home from New Jersey, safe and sound. Now onto Sunday Funday with the decorations committee of Happy New Years: Wake Up Again for 2010 (you're going to be there on NYE, riiiiiiight?)
