I started off the day with great intentions.....made myself a pot of tea (cool new tea set and woven tray from Target!), read the newspaper (Sandra Dee died
), then a chapter of my book (The Vicious Circle by Margaret Case Harriman--written in 1951 while the Algonks were still alive!), then put in a load of laundry, picked out my clothes, had the girls clean their rooms, so we could head out....need to get a quote on a 3X3 mirror framing and I want to um, gobacktoTarget, I mean, um, getalatteatStarbucks, no, I mean run some errands.
I need to run some errands and gotoTargetwherethere'saStarbucksthuskillingtwobird swithonestone.
Alas, I decided first to check my email for auction updates....and got sucked into LoT and MC as a result. I suck.
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Miles: It tastes like the back of a f*ing L.A. school bus. Now they probably didn't de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bull****. F*in' Raid.
Jack: Tastes pretty good to me.