So, once again the supposed 'rapture' has come and gone, yet here I sit, untouched and unscathed. How could that be? I've been really good and pious and grateful and nice! I recycle, I compost, I am kind to animals, annoying old people and even screaming brats at the grocery store. What do I have to do, bleed from the palms? Endure another Inquisition while giggling like Anderson Cooper? Heal LINDSAY LOHAN?
Fuck it, it's cold, I'll make a fire.
Since we're probably going to be here through another long freaking Winter while all the sermonizers waft to the heavens like so many Led Balloons, Mr. McSlore built us a right proper wood rack for the sunroom. It only took him an hour and a half!
I think someone might be getting lucky tonight!
What are YOUR plans?
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