Wait, what? No snow in Chicago for that long?

Smiles.

I'm sorry. It seems I am everyone's buzzkill this week.

I'm watching snow fall. And Little Miss Sunshine.

I hear "beans" and I think of Alex Karras.

Sorry if I lost you last night. Or passed out.

Also, sleep, what is that?

The song is "Come Undone."

*wraps arms around BoB*

Dear, you are in your twenties and I'm ten years over that. I can enhance your expectations or destroy them. Since I like you, I am inclined to the former.

Wait.

I understand, it is irrational. Maybe it has to do with my penchant for, urm. wild sex, but I do fear my nose being bolted out of place. (Note: That isn't what happened with me and MDtB. That was a gang-bang thing that neither of us could ultimately handle. Or talk about. Proceed with caution on such things.)

Oh. I don't do rum. I mean. From the bottle *wink*

What is Sailor Jerry?

I don't know, it's been a few years and I never felt I lost a sense of smell but I am constantly in fear of someone kicking my nose off.

I would never put anything up my nose. But I had nose job :)

That's it?

Of course I do I'm just being sad girl.

Wait. You are saying a cat vomiting ruined it?

I like Denzel's hangover cure in "Flight":