Why oh why are all the ads for desperate housewives? What do I have to write to change that? And how soon can the crawler get here? Puke.
I am so sick of rain. I’ve always leaned toward seasonal affective disorder, but this El Nino year is really messing with me. The rain isn’t even freezing yet. I’ll be very sorry when I get what I’m asking for, but if it doesn’t snow by my birthday, then I don’t have to turn 27. Deal?