...You Can't See Me...

wearing: purple dancing cat pajamas
eating: nada
listening to: "I'll take care of you" by the Dixie Chicks

Happy Day!!! They made it. My fearless little troopers pulled through without. a. flaw. :-D!!! That's right. There is no evidence of my little bleach-related uh-oh on any of my garments. ...I haven't checked anyone else's garments yet, but the important thing is that mine are okay. :-) Now... as far as any of you know, this incident never happened.
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*BRAINWASH!!*
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This entry is proving to be quite difficult to write, on account of tonight I took three ibuprofens to battle evil cramps. I'm a pretty small person, so I only really need to take one, if I take any at all (I don't like taking medicine) so now everything is like "woooooooha!" and I can amuse myself by waving my hand in front of the computer screen like this - "oooOOOoooOOOoooOOohh! Pretty fingers." Hehehe! *DrOwSy*

LaLaLa!

Today I went downtown with only my pretty little self. ...And The Maestro. We were supposedly going to see these people at Tim Horton's, but apparently they left us for dead. They even went so far as to hire a hit-man to finish us off, but we out-foxed him we did! ;-) I'm not kidding, you can even ask The Maestro. He was this creepy dude that looked like a Willy Nelson + Kurt Cobain crossbreed, and he wanted my body. But we gave him the slip around McDonald's - phew! I liked my uninterrupted Maestro time! We should be left for dead more often. ;-)

My blood hurts.

Anywhoodle, time for me to go NiTe-NiTe!

xoxo