Mornin'
Intense day of re-writes yesterday. I started around noon, and didn't stop until "Pan Am" came on.
Boobs, J2 wears a size 11 shoe, just so you know. When he doesn't like something, and I do (like "Pan Am"), instead of leaving the room and watching something he does like on the other TV, he takes inordinate pleasure in squirming, sighing, and TALKING through it to distract me. So I may need a cautionary pair made, Boobs, just in case he pulls the same crap next Sunday night. They're gonna be in BERLIN!
Cheyenne Jackson tickled me. AFTER ordering SoMMS a drink but NOT tickling him, and hanging out with Girly in his dressing room (where he DIDN'T tickle her) but BEFORE we got married. To others. And then he tweeted Boobs. He also tweeted he's good friends with some chick on "The Voice" who just happens to be good friends with Tink's ex. And I'm still married. Oh, and this just in: "Pettiness, spite, malice ....Such ugly emotions... So sad." - After Eight, talking about MEEEEEEEE!!! I'm so honored! :-)