Wow. Haven't actually used this thing in a while. But it's for a good cause, today:



Happy birthday, Jude!

It's in the kitchen. And I haven't even touched the thing. Cez keeps threatening to sic Sam on me if I get to it before you've had the roses, so you better get your sunshiney ass in there.

*sigh* I have heard that one way too many times.
Seriously, what the fuck. A hundred-and-sixty-five centimeters isn't a midget. Grr.
Dammit, I hate females, sometimes. Damn them and their softness.