Margaritas are going to be the death of me. For some reason I feel the need to want to continuously drink them. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE me a good marg. Most of staff and I went to the ever famous Applebee's to get some drinks and half-off apps. Nothing like a little trip to the classiest restaurant Menomonie has. Anyway, I ordered myself some Pomegranate Margaritas and had a great time. We had lovely conversation that always turned out to be more sexual than necessary. Go figure. We have decided that I am definitely the poster girl for being a classy lady : : hint of sarcasm in voice : : I've actually been told I am a man (both gay and straight) trapped inside a fabulous female body. What can I say, I'm the best of all worlds ;).
For the more productive side of me, I've been trying to get a lot work done so I don't kill myself mentally. I knitted a very adorable baby HP sweater last night. I want to steal a baby just to make them wear it. I've also been sewing like a mad woman. Due to this, I have completely ignored my room which doesn't really shock people. It's a terrible sweat shop situation. I've lost a lot of contact with the outside world. There's only so many Law & Order SVU marathons that you can watch.
Can't get enough...
Looks so tasty!
Limp stick?
Baby Potter! <3
Baby Potter Deux!
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