mia isn't the only one using her IMAGINATION

my mother is on a hunt to find out where all the dryer sheets went off to

little does she know that winter is coming

and i can't spend all my time smoking outdoors

just blow the TOBACCO smoke into my new friend, David Blowie, and stuff the end with dryer sheets, and it smells like spring time!

(and apparently these have been around since the dawn of time, but HOW did i not know about them until this week?)

so phil and i have decided that, for the rest of this lifetime to go smoothly, miss lunch will have to fall in love with me. then i can move to arizona, with phil, and we can be a hilarious offbeat sitcom.

think about it? we could golf and wear those hats with the poofball on top while mia and lindsey sunbathe and drink dry martinis-
every. freaking. day.