Get In My Truck!

I've learned a lot in my 21 (yeah, okay 25 & 3/4) years. One of those things was not, "do not talk to strangers".

Must record travelingness to Vegas but truly I have no words. I talked to many a stranger there. And lets just say that the weekend was there for one night and one night only because I didn't make it to the second night. Yes, yes I did drink that much. And yes mom I'm very proud of myself. Also, liver damage is worth it and may God have mercy on the soul of anyone who dares challenge me.

Also, the big move happens next Monday. I'm offering a beer to anyone who moves at least 6 boxes (out and then in) for me. Yes, just one beer, but it's worth it! Plus I promise that you can earn at least a six pack. There is no cap on how many of my boxes you can move. Aside from the baby blue carpet K and I adore it. We have a garage. And a patio. And a storage shed (literally, it's a shed, and I love that too!). We also have our own private bathrooms! Which mean no strange guest (as if there are any) will be touching my "things". Speaking of which, my ex said I was selfish because of this very thing in the past, but I prefer to call myself particular, so Fuck you man.

I'm attempting to set up Twitter by phone and it is a struggle.

Do I really need another blog? Yes, yes I do. Now on to widgets. Onto or on to? One of those things I just don't understand.

I have grand ideas for my sidebars ya know. But....all in due time. Can't give the goods away right up front now can I.