distracted momentarily by Russell Brand. Whoops.

Goodnight, my darlings. See you tomorrow!

dragging. And thinks that going to bed right now sounds like a goooood idea. (Being kinda sick sucks away all the energy and joy.)

it is NOT okay for husband to take my lunch along with his for his lunch. HUNGRY.

off to sleep now. Goodnight!

naughty. Run for your lives! Save yourselves!

like a natural woman. (And is also plurking to keep up the karma. The evil, evil karma.)

there is something incredibly freeing about topless/pantsless internetting.

This is plurk #100!

plurks all over your face.