to the loud sound of "crash" in my house. Well, it didnt really sound like sonic boom, but for the life of me, I can't figure out what the hell fell. My first response was my gorgeous 7.5 foot brand spankin new Christmas tree- that would just be about right- I dash out of bed, and check on the tree, its fine. I wander around the house- it appears that everything is where it should be. I ask you then dear internet, WHAT THE HELL FELL?
Second thought... its 24 days till Christmas. There, the countdown in the land of Kate has begun.
Third thought- I haven't bought one Christmas present yet. Anyone want to tell me what they want?
Fourth thought- I am not feeling very "worky" today.
Fifth thought- I need a vacation. A big ole vacation. With slot machines. And people that bring me drinks.
I must go prepare for work- why cant I just find myself a sugar daddy?
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