Behold, the Ravages of Age
Earlier this morning, I had an amazing idea for a blog post ... you know, even more amazing than my regular this-is-what-I-did-and-you-all-should-be-insanely-jealous-of-my-fabulous-lifestyle posts. Un fortunately, I booted up my work computer, got sucked in to watching the Project RunGayBoys' latest post , about their trip to NYC to see a show featuring three looks from each Season 4 designer, and completely forgot what I was going to write. Instead I'm going to babble for a few moments about nothing in particular. It's laundry day. I'm wearing uncomfortable underwear, because I have no clean clothes. I remembered a few minutes ago that I was planning on participating in NaNoWriMo, but that doesn't seem to be happening. Maybe if I buckle down and put myself on a schedule of some sort. Ha! Like that will happen. I'd also like to thank Dykewife for the fabulous house-heating package I received two days ago. It was filled with all sorts of Canadian goodies,...