If you ever want to see a psychic, I suggest this one. For one thing it was free, and for another she's a quadruplet. Also she freaked me right the fuck out by knowing Simon's name, my grandmother's name, that Laura's afraid to fly, describing Mike perfectly, knowing Laura is in "some sort of medical training" (like nursing school), knowing I "work with books somehow" (like I have a library degree and work in a bookstore), knowing our family's practically all boys, and a whole lot else. It was CRAZY, yo.
You wanna see me drunk? I live to oblige:
Do you know that I'm friends with one of the most heart-stoppingly A-freaking-DORABLE couples on the planet? You should see their Christmas card, it'll make you barf it's so fantastic:
And finally, you want me to TELL YOU A THING OR TWO?? Okay.
And finally, you want me to TELL YOU A THING OR TWO?? Okay.
I think it's great that the girl was wearing a sweatshirt that labeled her species.
ReplyDeleteI don't think there would have been any confusion, but still... It eliminates any confusion.
what's up with the lobster red skin on the psychic?
ReplyDeleteOh and I can only imageine what gems came out of your mouth in that last picture!
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how do we contact the psychic - or do we just wait for her to get in touch with us? hee hee
ReplyDeleteJust look at the smiles on those two. Yeah, they're too adorable to stand. You make a cute drunk, though ;)
ReplyDeleteI hate psychics! Either they're completely wrong or they're so right that they tell me shit I don't want to hear. I avoid them like the plague, even if they're free.
Oh my gosh, I have to read your blogs more often. When and how and why did you get that extreme close up picture of me?!?! Thats really frighteningly close. That was a fun night though!
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