Due to lack of interest, tomorrow is cancelled

So, I ran through my hair with Melissa today. We figured out what I'll be wearing my hair like on Saturday, and I'm super excited. She put my hair up for me so nobody could see what it would look like. I look like a crazy old lady.

Check it:

Maybe it's the glasses. Or the curtains? Or how fucking WHITE I am. I have no idea.

But I'm excited for Saturday.

Friday, Allen will be making his girlfriend dinner here. I asked him if he wanted Frubs and I to disappear so he could have the house to himself. He said fuck no, he'll make us dinner, too. So I told him I'll make everyone a cheesecake. I haven't made one in years and years and years, so I'm both nervous and excited to go at it again.

I have to apologize for the rampant spelling errors that have been waltzing about my posts lately. I'm still not used to this keyboard, and putting to instead of too won't be caught by spell check, because the word is correctly spelled, just not correctly used. It's irritating.

I have to take my big, dumb dog to the vet now. I'm not pleased. I want to go eat lunch at Little Nepal, but I don't have time. Fuck balls.