Some people go for morning jogs; I go for midnight strolls.
The problem with understanding that we're imperfect is that we then try to perfect living imperfectly.
Yes, I did a lot of thinking.
My reflexes are pretty insane.
We played Spoons (cards) today. I won twice, but only one was fair.
I also accidentally stabbed Ben with a spoon when he was jumping on me and reaching over me for another spoon. And I straightened the spoon.
I then told Merf, later in the evening, "I am a cereal killer."
"What kind of cereal?"
-Deadpan face.- "Anyone can be my cereal when I have a spoon." -Waggles eyebrows sexily and slightly crazily.-
-Both crack up.-
Basically, we are full of win.
Snoopy is full of shit because she won both games of bull shit, haha.