2 days away! Well one day, it's Saturday. (And despite what my mother wrote, I know my father died on the 13th rather than the 14th.) 18 years!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm probably the only one cares/remembers.

I wish someone would give me chocolate and presents for that. And not that gross no name brand that was a $1 that I got last night , at least pay the $2.96 for a Whitman's sampler.

(Added bonus: I get to work 9 hours on Sunday instead of 8!!!!)

I finished making (almost) my pink fun fur cd holder, so I am going to take out teh europeenie dance comp and put in the ALW MP3 cd, and, like, cry, or something. And then I will cuddle my knit uterus (that is lacking Fallopian Tubes at the moment, stupid pipe cleaner disaster! Stupid boucle!) becuase my real one will be weeping soon. In synch with the rest of me HAR HAR.

MAybe I'll go to work early and buy myself some STEAMED MILK. And a donut hole secret stash. I hope we get in a microwave at work.