Thursday, Already?

I woke up yesterday with the hairstyle I have not seen since my high school senior portrait. Frightening, really.

The Lost season conculsion is immenent! What a great season. And may I please have Henry Ian Cusick for Christmas? The man is breathtaking.

Today is the officemate's birthday and I have cupcakes (yellow with chocolate frosting and the requisite spinkles) to frost.

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