The magical floating fourth floor....

Please tell me you meant to say there is nobody above the fourth floor......

Aaanyywaaaaay,

Glad the phobic landlady didn't call... You don't need the drama... Although you live in SEATTLE for Chrissake. Welcome to the nineties, Mr Banks.

Low key day, didn't even shower. Did dinner last night with all the kids. Good time, bad food.

I currently in second place in a poker tournament. I rock.

I hope you get the other apartment. Sounds nice, with cathedral ceilings we could go to ikea and buy more mirrors.

Now I'm in first place. I rock out with my sock out.

I should take out that disturbing link I showed you, since you link to me now. I would hate for your mom or sister to stumble across that. But if your dad did I would have kittens from laughing so hard.

Speaking of links, I've put none in this post so here are a couple of my faves:

dooce...
THere is a lot of kid-related stuff in here but is all so hilariously freaking funny. If you get a less than laugh so hard you cry funny post, just go through the damn archives.

dear buster
Advice column, again tres funny.

So I just dropped to second place again.

Oh, the drama. I should pay attention so I'll tell you how I end up tomorrow.

Don't cry for me argentina,

nicole