Sunshine Dust
"Why, Marjorie Stewart-Baxter....You taste like sunshine dust!"
Oh, Salad Fingers, how you terrify and please me.
So, I'm feeling better today. I'm a baby and WHOOPS, what's that? My best friend's dead and I'm not over it yet? My.
I had a splendid day with Ms. KEP the other day. We were efficient and seedy and, at times, on her part, reflective! Que regalo maravillo!
My favorite parts of the KEP part of the day were:
-Buying 3 biscuits at KFC
-"It's RRRACING out!!!!"
-the spinner watches
-"Are you two living together or something?"
-the acquisition of Mark
-dying Mashed Po-tats to be turquoise, lilac, kelly green, and bile poo poo
-THESE are for the people we REALLY like
Later, Mistah Rooney invited us to join him at Spot.
Keight strapped on her Wellies, left her garbage bag on, and we were off with a bag containing construction paper, glue, and scissors (2 pair).
The congenial staff led me to a formidible grilled cheese with salsa and wished us well on our crafting adventures. We ran into Alvin and I was pleased that he knew me. It made me feel a. important and b. not the only crazy hoot who knows the names of people she's never talked to before.
Now, for a breif essay on Devin Rooney.
I love him. He comes into New World Record with a brand new leather manpurse and is so excited he looks like he's gonna pee his pants. You know why? Because he had stocked the writing untensil slots with exotic candy canes and come prepared with an issue of Gentlemen's Quarterly. AHA!
We meander into Spot and he's clutching his money in his hand and gets right in my face and says, "I'm getting the CHICKEN FOCACCIA!" So, he does and he spends dinner taking pictures of Keight and me with his brand new SLR.
We make our way to the movies. We "snuck" into Closer. Which was such a bloody waste. Aside from Jude Law's divinity, and the quote, "That's where we had our first fuck." (in a nostalgic, British tone), it was a total bust. Too many butts. However, I was delighted to look two seats to my left and see Devin leaning forward with his arms on the seat in front of him, eagerly staring up at the screen. Like a little kid at sesame street live. It was awesome.
After the movie was over, he just stands up on the seats and stretches like everyone in the world does that.
Awesome.
Yesterday, Mr Fox came over. We played in the snow, knocked the recliner over, worked on his college appilcations, and made glitter shoes. Somewhere in there were 3 other hours.
On a totally onrelated note:
Lindsey Lohan, you will never outgrow Parent Trap.
"I like being able to go up your shirt. Not for anything, just, you know. And taking craps while you're on the phone. If I couldn't do those two things...eh."

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