See! I told y'all this morning that if I started the day all sunshine happy I'd, by mid-day, begin to drag. And sure enough, I'm beginning to feel all (to bring in some Buffy-speak) fadey.
I blame getting my knickers twisted about that scumbag Cheney, I never should've even given him a thought on this lovely day. No more AmericaBlog for me today, I'm sticking to the light and fluffy antics of Defamer and D-Listed.
And pictures of Chris Evans.... they can stay, too.
I blame getting my knickers twisted about that scumbag Cheney, I never should've even given him a thought on this lovely day. No more AmericaBlog for me today, I'm sticking to the light and fluffy antics of Defamer and D-Listed.
And pictures of Chris Evans.... they can stay, too.
Definitely helping. I feel happy! A happy. In my pants. Get it? Ha! Okay, not.
UPDATE: What the hell, I'm throwing another CE pic up, they're the perfect Friday fluff. Damn he looks stupid*.
Now I'm ready for the weekend. Bring on the booze!
* Stupid = hot, of course
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