Okay, just got on to update this ONE comment... Maybe two, since neither is a full commentsize....

1. The reason I never believed in Santa is NOT my pragmatic streak *modest bow* but instead the fact that my dad was Santa... it kinda ruins the illusion when all the little kids on the block, all year round, come running up yelling "Papa Natali! Papa Natali!" when they see your dad. He had the long white hair and beard and everything. I'm *not* joking or exaggerating.

2. The actual reason I'm posting, I just realized something as I watched The Princess Bride... Michael and Aaron show a remarkable resemblence to ( ... )

So now you know more about Michael than he's too smart, too grown-up, and too gradegrubbing for his own good.

He's also too geeky. He's the only person I know besides me who can get all the way up to "Brutus is an honorable man" in Marc Antony's soliloquy...

ANYway, it is three thirty. Time for me to go beddybye. Night all! Djusk' a!

It is expletive COLD out!

And IN! We didn't call the fuel guys yet, so we've got the oven on. Brrrrrr. I swear, my hands are turning blue! I walked to Lizziey's prior to taking her down to the courthouse to file child support, and the temperature was in the SINGLE DIGITS. *dies* I do not like the cold.* It's evil.


( * )

Hm...

What Makes You Sexy? by eva71
Name/NickName
Gender
Sexy Body Part Is	Nothing
Special Talents Are	Absolutely Nothing
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

*glares*