And even though
I know. Seriously. I don't know how that happened. Someone over there must be on drugs. Which is awesome. And I wonder if they're hiring.
I meant to tell you all that earlier. Just like I meant to tell you all about the surprise engagement party that B threw me this weekend yesterday. But then this morning I got sidetracked when I started reading about spermophiles because how can you not read a blog post about squirrels and sperm and pedophiles and not get sidetracked, really? And now my mind is in a bad, bad place and I'm still not sure how a word that really means sperm lover, if you want to get technical, came to mean a squirrel and the Bloggess is ruining my life.