And I am going to slurp it up. With cocktail sauce. And maybe a shot of tequila...

Thursday, November 23, 2006

My intelligence is beyond comprehension.

It is lovely to be home for Thanksgiving. This is how I have spent my time thus far: painting weird things on my ceiling, watching Dad's lame old westerns, eating cold sausage balls, and taking pictures of my face with the scanner.

All in all, a complete success.