We all know that, right? Well, I must confess--my supergirl skirt is getting tight, and I am getting dangerously cranky. Calming my nerves by stuffing things in my mouth.
In other news, I had oysters that weren't from a can the other evening. Never had them before. They were interesting. I also ate octopus. It was at the end of a long and utterly traumatic day, so I was in the frame of mind to not give a flying butternut squash what I ate anyway. (Sure, just order overly-expensive tapas, that'll solve everything!)
Now for the shortlisted Man Booker people:
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I haven't had this much fun since Tickle Me Elmo. I don't know why I just said that. There only ever was a very regular, non-ticklish Elmo in this house and he got cleaned up and donated away somewhere at some point.
Please forward this to ten people you know so that little angels will tapdance on your bureau while you are trying to sleep.