Oh weighty monster.
Fortunately, some Christmas craft ideas are slowly starting to trickle into this brain of mine.
Unfortunately, I can't tell you what they are, dear readers, as you just might be one of the lucky recipients of a piece of rosalicious' handiwork.
It's official, I'm hungry.
Now that that's out of the way, today has been not good, folks. Not good. I can't quite pinpoint the malaise, but I wish it would disappear.
Maybe it's the chill in the air.
Maybe it's the scratch in my throat.
Maybe it's the hideous outfit I'm wearing today. Brown with black? I should know better!
Whatever it is, be gone oh weighty monster. BE GONE.
P.S. Dear GAP: Your sweaters suck. I have 2 new of you and both are PILING like a mofo.