Aug 24 2008
I’m a wiener!
I promised C.J. much graphical fanfare to commemorate my victory in the Swords and Stilettos Bloated Sentence Contest, but technical difficulties caused me to neglect all of my internet responsibilities for very nearly 48 whole hours. I know! I’m surprised I survived, too. So here is a photo collage of things that make me as happy as this win:
Swords. I am, after all, Little Miss Hacks With Sword.
Stilettos. I would snap my frickin' neck if I took a single step in this shoe, but I'd totally wear a pair of them with a leopard-print silk robe while draped over a chaise while a nicely put together fella fed me bonbons. Or Cheetos.
Cheetos. The crunchy kind, not those wussy puffed curl things. Note the "0 trans fat" on the package. Clearly, Cheetos are good for you.
A nicely put together fella. Eerie story. I have this character named Gabe. This is exactly what he looks like in my head. Exactly. I fell asleep one night in front of the television and woke up to see this guy in a commercial. I actually said (mumbled groggily) aloud, "Gabe, what are you doing on television?" The really eerie part: The dude's name is seriously... Gabe. It's obvious the Blue Fairy liked my vision so much, she turned him into a real boy. Halle Berry, you owe me big time.
Champagne strawberry cheesecake. I haven't had it (yet), but how could that possibly be anything short of orgasmically fabulous?
Books. I have nothing to add.
Wombats celebrating Wombat Day 2007 by eating a wombat-shaped cake that looks like it's made of wombat meat. Maybe it's not a cake at all. Maybe it's wombatloaf. Blow out the candles and eat, Uncle Fred! (Or, as the case may be, remove the comma after "eat.")
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August 24th, 2008 at 1:26 pm
*Would love to say how impressed she is with the entire graphical fanfare post but is too busy drooling over the stilettos. And the books. And the Cheetos. Especially the Cheetos.*