Category: Sidetracked

I leave for London on Saturday.

And all I’ve got to show so far is a suitcase overflowing with “maybes” and “this might work” and “god, I hope this fits.”

Scratch that.

I’ve also got a toaster that I set on fire this morning. And a sugar buzz that still hasn’t worn out from last night’s Finale binge session. And an evening planned that includes dinner, drinks and a mean game of Cranium.

Happy Birthday Kimmy!