Dear FailCow:

If I ever meet you in person, (cowson?) I will renounce my admittedly lax vegetarianism and eat you raw, you cunting whore.



1. The last band I saw live was Tori Amos, does she count as a band? She had one behind her...
2. What I look forward to most on Thanksgiving is being incredibly, brashly, obnoxiously American in the UK and demanding turkey and cranberry sauce. (if you don't celebrate thanksgiving, insert your favorite holiday)
3. My Christmas/holiday shopping is null & void. I am knitting/crocheting everything.
4. Thoughts of the epically traumatic sleep paralysis episode that really, really fucked me up this morning fill my head.
5. I wish I could wear dinosaur footie pajamas. That would mean I owned some. I really want some. Badly.
6. Bagpipes are beautiful and my daddy plays them wonderfully.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to my husband being home, tomorrow my plans include hopefully Nando's with Weezie & Gav if they're well enough and Gav isn't imaginary as I suspect, and Sunday, I want to cuddle a lot!