Like, Steve Carrell is evil 'cause he nearly killed me with his awesome.
Today I had dinner at Awesome Mexican Place nearby my home. Pollo Margarita is so fucking tasty. Am so full. Goood.
Good things: Finished all holiday cards - personal, business, AND teh Boss Man's cards.
By the way, if you were curious, this is how I shall be remembered:
|Regala Electra was the cause of the apocalypse.|
|... afterward, Regala Electra fed a crocodile. will be missed dearly.|
|'How will you be remembered in history books?' at QuizGalaxy.com|
"Oh, he took my hand, but I got the bastard's eye!" [shows croc eye in a jar]
- Happy Gilmore
I'm thinking of taking my sister the Cuppy into Manhattan on Saturday. Is that a totally insane idea this time of year? Or should I just continue on being a hermit and finish some of the stories I've been scribbling on the back of spare paper while messing about at work?
There's a plotbunny about Dean's Advice to Avoid Florida. At all costs.
It includes a Tampa temptress, aka "the dumbest thing Dean's ever done." Oh, and demonic alligators.