So I've been lying (laying?) low for the past couple. To be frank, I have not been loving the internets lately. Most. Boring. Place. Ever.
Aaaanyway, rather than rehash tales of an 8-hour marathon at a Santa Monica spa (a "body wash", by the way is the most relaxing thing ever experienced, thanks
Burke Williams!), or 80's night at the Hollywood Bowl (hello, Phil Oakey from Human League looks & sounds
great.. Ditto Anabella, Bow Wow Wow
), or the feeling of seeing one's fitness goals realized (bumps to 14.5" guns and Level 8 incline on the treadmill for 8 minute miles)...
I'll get straight to the point:
Shut up, I'm designing my pumpkin, yo
Halloween's a' comin'... I got myself a battery-operated carving saw (2 blades), a decent preliminary pumpkin, and am searching for
extreme stencils. I surprise myself every year with the enthusiasm that grows as I approach the 'holiday'. Maybe it's the
Gaelic pagan from a past-life in me or something..
Irregardless, I'm looking forward to the challenge this year. My pumpkin's gonna kick ass.
Or suck.
Shut up, I'm designing my pumpkin, yo
3 comments:
Irregardless, iryour irpumpkin irwill irbe irawesome irand irI'm irwaaaaaay irimpressed irwith iryour irhot irbod.
Your irsarcastic comment is irnoted.
Henceforth, I shall refrain from making ironic grammar jokes with myself in public. [This includes, but is not limited to, the phrase "not for nothing", and pronouncing ask as "ax"]
No! I was just playing along!
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