
Only someone as evil as Count Rugen could have developed a system that deprives me of an hour of my precious, precious sleep every spring.
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Only someone as evil as Count Rugen could have developed a system that deprives me of an hour of my precious, precious sleep every spring.
(c) 2013. All rights reserved.
As I was slaving over a hot stove preparing supper for the horde of hungry menfolk clamoring for food just outside my kitchen tonight (okay, okay, Seymour and the boys don’t exactly count as a horde of hungry men, but in a couple of years, I’m sure the boys alone will), I learned that my good friend Lindsey (whom I would like to thank profusely once again) had nominated me for the One Lovely Blog Award. So, without further ado, ze rules:
The Facts, Ma’am, Just the Facts