My Brain Has Melted
It's not like we did anything exciting this weekend. I lost a pair of sunglasses that I'd had for a week and discovered I'd overdrawn my account and ended up with nearly $140 in overdraft fees. Luckily, this isn't part of our requirements to prove that we're responsible enough to procreate, or Boots would have been especially annoyed at me.
That thing about the psychic on Friday was true. Seriously. She pictured me "jackhammering away" on Bootsy, and couldn't get the image out of her head. And that's just the *ahem* tip of the inapproproate comments she made in telling our futures.
Speaking of penises, though, I made a baby rattle this weekend that needed some serious help to look like something a child ought to be allowed to handle. Pictures to co-- er, follow later.
In less indecent news, between matokie and Iris, I've dusted off my Breeders discs and been reminded how much I adore Kim Deal.
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Nice song...
Ahem. Either that or you want a lurid description of me having sex with my wife. Which is flattering, sure, but maybe a little awkward. ;-)