Writer's Block: Pick an era, any era

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Next week, so I could be ahead of the game.

Shadoobie shadoo shaaaattered

Since J. took the day off, I made him haul ass to Casual Male Fat and Lardy to get something to wear to nieces' nuptials.

We got a nice linen blazer and pants, and while I was off in another part of the store throwing around dress shirts looking for something, I yelled "DO YOU WANNA WEAR AN ALOHA SHIRT?" and he was all "ok, how about that one with the blue palm fronds?" and I was all "No, get this one, it has hula girls with coconut bras on, and ukeleles" and he was all "cool, ok" and so now even if he has a terrible time at the reception he can look down at his gut and think "I got hula coconut boobies on me, yo".

And then I bought a book on crochet. I WILL LEARN CROCHET IF IT FUCKING KILLS ME. And it probably will.

Also some new Gaiman and de Lint. And we ate at Applebee's and I realized I hate Applebee's because could they dump more salt into shit? Jeez. And they don't have vegeburgers so I had salmon. How can you fuck up salmon? Dump a load of salt and garlic and a big clot of garlic herb butter on top. With more salt. And serve it on salty pilaf. And the people across the aisle from us were saying that McCain should have Ron Paul as a running mate and I almost peed myself trying not to guffaw.

I am overcaffeinated and babbling.

I love Gregory House. He is the world's worst human and I want to be him.

VOTE JAMETH!