A quest to make sense of it all. Or a sense to make a quest of it all.

Thursday, February 14, 2008


I just got flowers! Delivered to my desk! My husband is da bomb!

*does happy flowers-at-work dance*


Holly said...

Yay! Flowers! I gotz rozes from da Jeffies yesterday (because he's gigging all night tonight and I won't see him). But tomorrow he's taking me to Papaya, which is the only true sushi bar in Buffalo, despite the fact that he hates sushi. (He ate it once with some pinot noir and fell horribly ill.)

Oh, well. They serve steak, too.

Anonymous said...

↑ Who is that bee-yotch?