I should be cleaning. I am not.
I should be working. I am not.
I should be eating lunch. I am not.
I am possessed like a fat girl with a pint of Ben and Jerry’s, a bar of chocolate, and a box of dingdongs while watching Bridget Jones’ Diary in a dark room on prom night.
Seriously…I can’t stop messing with my blog. Or staring at it. It’s just that pretty.
Jon? Cut me off….No more helping me. Promise?! M’Kay? Thanks. Smooch.