An ongoing log mainly concerned with the bowel movements of small mammals - or so it seems.
Dreamt I won the lottery. Makes waking up depressing, especially when the rent's going up.
Think I severely sprained a toe stumbling around John and Barb's kitchen in my glam outfit. It looks rather black. My fashion learning experience for the night - L'Oréal Passionate Rouge Pulp goes on really red, tastes good, and makes determining which glass is your's very easy.
Insert obligatory happy new year statement here.