So, I've got new followers! And people following me on Goodreads! And people listing my book as one that they're looking forward to in 2011! I think I love you, new and lovely people. You look really nice today. You have really good taste. I like your nostrils. You sparkle nice. Don't get me wrong; I love you too, old followers. It's just that I'm a little worried about going overboard. You might thing I'm one of those sparkly vampire stalker types. And obviously, I'm not a vampire.
The other day, Slayer and I went out, all adult-like, and had dinner without children. I always have problems at those dinners, because I have to fight the continual compulsion to lean over and cut up someone's meat and squirt ketchup all over it. But I managed. After dinner, we met up with some friends for drinks. Let's call them Mr. and Mrs. Zombie Penguin, because they random gifted me with one. So I was texting Mr. ZP, because I am just that kewl, and I needed to tell him where we were.
Thrilling story so far, isn't it?
My phone has one of those auto complete functions. So when I typed in the words, "Give me a," it gave me a list of options to complete the sentence. The options?
Seriously. The next time you're asking for something, I hope you'll think about the bearded what babies. Because evidently, it's what all the kewl kids are asking for.