OH MY BELOVED LITTLE SQUIRRELS!!!!!!!!
This is THE weekend. This is the weekend of Mr.Monkeypants, and KITTENS GALORE! So if content is sparse till Monday, you'll forgive me, won't you, my darlinks? I SWEAR I'll at least put up kitty pics on Saturday and Sunday, if not a Lulu scribed letter of outrage on Sunday, but no long pieces until Monday unless something goes horrifically wrong, and WE ALL KNOW THAT'S POSSIBLE. So yes, I'm still the paranoid freakazoid that you know and love? (Love? Do you love me, my tiny little woodland creatures, the way I love each and every one of you?) Tell the truth, my loves.
So in "Miss B is a lunatic" news, I dyed my hair yesterday and the hair goddies must have been looking down on me because I managed to only have little spots of dye on my person and bathroom to clean up, instead of the Jackson Pollack painting that my bathroom (and self) usually resemble when I dye my hair. So I am now the blackest gothy black that you've ever seen, with minimal purple smudges on every surface of the apartment, including the ceiling, and yes, I've gotten it on the ceiling before, shut up, I know.
In other news, the sky is falling, and by that, I mean, my ceiling is cracked and it's only a matter of time until the apartment above me falls entirely into mine and we all die horrible deaths, right? Maybe that's going to happen this weekend! OH NOES!
Would serve me right for the silliness of this post.
That's all, sweetpeas. Kitten photos to come!
xoxo
Miss Banshee
