Colorado. Runner. Yogi. Fucking hilarious, like, 17% of the time.

angels in the architecture

You may remember I shared my Christmas list some time ago (before I discovered the miracle that is Stiletto Spy School, of course). Since I felt it was appropriate to share my list of desires with all you lovely readers, I'm sure you're dying to know what I actually got. Rest assured, it is nothing but gigantic piles of awesomeness.

There was of course more. There were books and cookies and laughter and honestly, if the tiniest sprinter had been in town, it would have been the best Christmas ever. It was as close as a girl can hope for, anyway.

Merry Christmas 09, loves. Soon I'll have to start on my best of the year/decade lists, because heaven forbid I be the only one who doesn't create them ad infinitum, you know?

paranormal activity

I'm going a milking, sir, she said