xp_deadpool | (no subject)

So yesterday was pretty much the best birthday a guy could ask for. Not only did I get Taco Tuesday (hilariously awesome, obviously), I got the tacocopters again (never gonna get old), a taco cake (delicious), and a tin roof pie (even more delicious). Thumbs up for originality in your methods of delivery for gifts, people - Jubes, I especially liked the rollerblades. Cats, I was pretty sure I was gonna find a body in that cooler even though you told me that's where the pie was - it was like that theoretical cat in a box thing.

If anyone sees a giant, fluffy shark walking around, don't be afraid, it's just me trying to figure out my new sleeping bag. Angel, the plaque is going on my wall - like now. I am literally typing with one hand and hammering a nail with the other. Clarice might want to kill me. Also, 25 tracks of Bea Arthur's beautiful voice coming through my stereo - Meggan, as ever, you are the best at finding me things I didn't have before but that I desperately required.

So thanks, mansionites and brownstoners alike. You guys rock.