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Afternoon Sleepy Hour

So I told you all I'd write more this month, and then I had a whirlwind weekend (not an unusual occurrence)  and now I'm realizing that the only way I'll be able to write anything this week is if I do it while at work (shhhhhh) but it's almost 2pm now and the afternoon-sleepies are in full force. I've been trying to go to bed at 10pm this fall/winter, but I've been a bit lax this past week and am currently feeling the effects. So here's a bit of a light-hearted post, because at least I'm posting content.


Can I tell you that last week's episode of 30 Rock was maybe my favourite yet? If there is any way that Liz Lemon and I are alike, it is on our view of the wedding industry and secretly wanting to be a princess. I loved all her rants. If I get married, I'm pretty sure my wedding will look nothing like the one below, but I hope it is as unique, fun-filled, and exactly-what-the-couple-wants.
I hope my husband is as handsome as James Marsden. I also wouldn't mind if someone could get Tony Bennett to come sing.


Someone let me know that all those tabs at the top of my blog were not taking you to my other internet realities. I've fixed that. Although apparently Twitter & Blogger no longer like each other (so it seems), and I can't feed my twitter right onto the blog. I need to update my "About Me" page, which is currently titled "The Back Cover." I am planning on a semi-professional bio. Planning on it.

Any other site tweaks I need to consider? (other than switching to another platform, which I toy with every few months...)

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  1. umm. Everything about this is beautiful. Nothing says I LOVE YOU like a pair of grills.

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