No Asheville, No Moncks Corner
Feb. 23rd, 2006 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielDiane called deathly ill this morning and begged off the Asheville trip. As a result, Aunt Tudi and I didn't go either. She's having back trouble (more than usual) and I'm very close to my Moon, which means I will be closed for maintenance over the next few days. That's why we aren't going to see The Father Unit this weekend. I'm going to be too sick, I just know it. Damn.
It is now time for some chocolate. All gifts of chocolate should be placed 10 paces away from the front door of my menstrual hut so as the benefactors won't be in danger of having their faces pounded like veal cutlets by the angry, out-of-control Moon Mistress. Argh.
It is now time for some chocolate. All gifts of chocolate should be placed 10 paces away from the front door of my menstrual hut so as the benefactors won't be in danger of having their faces pounded like veal cutlets by the angry, out-of-control Moon Mistress. Argh.
