I threw out my neck. Don't know how, but it's making sitting in front of a computer screen difficult. Like any girly-girl in pain I am going shoe shopping (cause shoe shopping is like morphine but with style). Posting will be light.
In the mean time- Pat Robertson, king of the loons and a bright shining beacon ripe for an alien abduction and anal probing, has decreed that the Pacific Northwest is going to have a tsunami this year. I'm not running for the protective cover of a red state yet, but how fucked up is that a religious nutbag makes some outrageous prediction and the local news actually runs the story like it's important?
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