My favorite day is coming up.
I just wanna thank you guys for being pretty much the best neighbors. Ever.
And for not camping out on my lawn like a bunch of creepers.
Wow, whatever I was doing last night, that's the last time I'm doing it for a while.
( Locked )
[There are two things no one will ever really see happening at the same time, one is Audr reading, and the other is him laughing so hard has tears in his eyes.
He’s clearly amused by the book he has in his hands . Just don’t ask him if he paid for the book or if he understands sparkling romance.]
I'm getting tired of cleaning up blood off my front porch.
There's gotta be some
onething I can kill around here.
Where's all my family members? :)
Just so folks all get to understanding this one simple thing ‘bout me, reckon we’ll all be happy…
Pink tea cosies ain’t my thing.
[Posted on everyone's door/mailbox/servant is the following message:]What: Margaritas. If you want food, you had best bring your own.
Where: The Protected Texas House. Speak Friend and Enter.
When: ... Now
Why: Because there is no better way to get to know your neighbors than by getting hammered with them.
Rang in the New Year in New York City, but I'm glad to be home again, even if the penthouse seems really empty.