Saturday, December 22, 2012

though it's cold and lonely in the deep, dark night....

it's officially the 22nd here in columbia, south carolina.

i'm still here. you're still here.(judging from all of the calls i've gotten here at the answering service this evening, we're not the only ones who survived the nopacalypse.)

i also realized this afternoon that this turn of events (lack of events?) has disappointed not only the mayans, but meatloaf, as well.

on the bright side, the world might not actually be scheduled to end until sunday. i'm not sure if this is due to the mayans skipping a couple of leap days, or merely a mathematical error- i'm certainly the last person who should call anyone out on the latter.

this extension is a good thing, as i still haven't taken care of anything on this list. (not that i intend to do anything involving soccer mom porn, bright red lipstick, or online dating, but i'm pretty sure a ben & jerry's banana split is the breakfast of champions.)

i suppose this means it's as good a time as any to tell you that your outfit is fabulous, your smile is dazzling (though you probably should check for green stuff stuck between a couple of your pearly whites), and i think you have a truly dizzying intellect.

oh, and just in case i haven't told you already, i love you.*

*until the end of time, currently slated for sunday.   

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