...by my bitch Kathryn
I’m off at a field trip today (no seriously, I do that shit sometimes. I know, what the nuts?). I should say this instead: I’m PROBABLY, if no one dies of bubonic plague or some shit, off to play with farm animals with my middle son. At least, that’s what I’m doing if I can figure out when and where this thing is going on. I think that parenting map needs to say something on the Chicago area that says something like, “Probably on a Field Trip or Dying of the Lurgy,” because hey, that’s what I do.
And as a thank you for putting up with my ass, Pranksters, but I’ve got a stellar giveaway going on tomorrow. Why? WHY NOT?
Also – who wants to meet me in VEGAS, baby? Because OMG I need a vacation – from LIFE.
We SO need to do this – Prankster vacation FOR THE WIN! (it kinda killed me not
P.S. How are YOU doing, Pranksters? Got anything hilarious going on?
P.P.S. I wrote about shit not to spend your cash on. Should probably include something about NOT going to Vegas when you’re SUPPOSEDLY moving out, but you know what? It’s Vegas. VEGAS BABY!
P.P.P.S. This should also go to show you the NEED for me to learn to be frugal. *hangs head*