This is me, with bunny slippers.
The Garfield comic was particularly appropriate today. I tend to have an intimate (not freaky) relationship with our own thermostat. Sorry I’ve been too busy this weekend to do all those things I hoped to do (I’m looking at you, Nathan) — maybe later on this evening. It’s just been a hectic couple days.
I still have to photostich about 300 pictures, label them in 7 or 8 files and upload them so that the folks I’m working for right now can look at them when they get to work tomorrow. Bad Nathan.
I really can’t whine about you not doing my work when I’m not either.
Uh, why does it appear that the cat is kissing Jon’s ass?
Garfield is much more perverted than I remember.