My eyes hurt.

PS: Happy birthday!

Kure Kure Tako-chan wa ‘omedetou gozaimasu’ tte to iimashita. Yokatta, ne!

So, are you putting on the birthday suit, and putting out the desired birthday gift? Is there soon to be a mini-Sidhe?

I think that purple one is the mini-sidthe

Thanks, everyone.
Wow, and you even remembered my cephalopod fixation. Hooray!

No birthday suit. I’ve still got gauze and stitches and stuff. Less than sexy.
Feel free to imagine, though. Put me in some kind of exotic slinky mermaid costume that shows almost everything. I’ll be grateful.

There will only be a mini-Sidhe if Brad agrees to carry my child. Until then, sadly… (You know how that goes.)

Happy Labor Day to all, and to those of you who work today, or work for minimum wage, or have two jobs, or are otherwise treated as disposable by your corporate overlords, just know that I hate your employers on your behalf.
A rousing chorus of “Which Side Are You On, Boys” for all!

Happy Birthday, D Sidhe 🙂

Brad, you need to have a Kaye Grogan column on in consolation of her getting kicked off Wingnut Island. It’s always such a shame when someone chokes when it’s really needed (referring to Kaye, not you).

Happy Birthday, D. Sidhe! May the temporal lobe abnormality that blesses us under the pseudonym Marie Jon’ continue to offer much hilarity and merriment for your special day.

Happy Birthday D. Sidhe. One of my *only* commenters.
🙂

Brad, you know what you have to do. It’s a birthday duty.

Brad, you know what you have to do. It’s a birthday duty.

Uhm, no I don’t?

aw, happy birthday, d.

Why, I’m surprised at you, Brad. She has asked you to carry her child several times now, though where she wants it carried has thus far been left unsaid. There was some mention of fighting for you against Mad MJ’ in the Jellodome, but I think doing battle on the field of Jello been postponed due to either injury or a dirty timepiece or something.

Why, I’m surprised at you, Brad. She has asked you to carry her child several times now, though where she wants it carried has thus far been left unsaid. There was some mention of fighting for you against Mad MJ’ in the Jellodome, but I think doing battle on the field of Jello been postponed due to either injury or a dirty timepiece or something.

Ah. I can see why I forgot about that 😉

Aw, man. That means the answer to “will this become a hot topless Jello wrassling blog?” is going to remain “sadly, no.”

“A takedown is worth two points…three if you’re topless.

Actually, the Jell-O Wrestling is indefinitely postponed because I got a titbob last month. It seems unsanitary, and I know the plastic surgeon wouldn’t approve, plus, while I could easily have pinned just about anybody with my GG’s, I now have these C’s, and it’ll take some practice.
TMI, I’m certain. But hey, how many of *you* had a sixteen thousand dollar rack, huh?
(Sorry for the glee, I’m just enjoying the view of my feet and the fact that men now make eye contact with me.)

Gimme six months. I’ll work on the whole wrestling thing. I’m sure my partner will help.
Brad, since it’s no longer my birthday, you’re off the hook. Besides, it’s a very *nice* crazy, potentially homicidal, tree-dwelling octopus.
(My partner gave me one today, too. A silver octopus necklace. Dr. Myers, eat your heart out!)

You guys are the best. *smooch*

Happy birthday, dear D. Sidhe! I won’t offer to make you Twinkie Sushi, because your plastic surgeon probably frowns on anything that makes you gag. However, the REAL sushi offer stands if you’re in town…

I always enjoy reading what D. Sidhe writes. Very
talented. best wishes

Late to the party again. Happy belated, D.

But hey, how many of *you* had a sixteen thousand dollar rack, huh?

Well, I… uh nevermind.

Oddly enough, I was going to write “Don’t answer that, Yosef”, after that line, but I thought it might be too unkind. Thanks for stepping up anyway.
You are truly tHycwoti.

Thanks, everyone, and now that my day in the sun is over, we must begin recruiting kitten cheesecake for Brad’s birthday, which is this Saturday.