yay, now i can blame all of my bad behavior on my cat.
john krasinksi is in the new elle.
worst onstage meltdowns.
uhhh, this looks like a fun place to stay...?
found clothing.
so, my beloved kenny is in the UK right now, and was supposed to fly home tomorrow. i feel so bad for him; he hadn't flown in like 17 years, and he finally does it (with trepidation), and there's a huge terror plot to blow everyone flying to the US from the UK to bits. *sigh* hang in there, kenny! everything will be fine. love, Schmeddy. :)
p.s. the other big breaking news: 5 big fat girls stole some guy's milk.
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