I apparently had the best date of my life over the weekend. Thanks, Ben! The Buffy, the donuts, the wrath, the snuggling - you sure know how to treat a creampuff right. I'd offer to fill in more of our date details, but I'm not a girl who likes to slam donuts and tell. Though I notice Ben left out the part where we flew to LA to egg Elvira Kurt's house.
I had another dream date over the weekend with my friend Jeba, who complained about my paltry posting progress this month. And to her I say...shhh. There's a reason I'm not posting. It's because I'm too busy reading and I CANNOT STOP.
That is all. Proceed.