Jimmie the squid-faced boy....

Ok, so the title's pointless, but I just had it pop into my head. May be good for something. Winterjaye's shop should be receiving a few more masks from me tomorrow for consignment, I get to do lunch with Chuckiebear tomorrow as well, and now for the good news.



Drumroll please....







Seattle Public Theatre is letting me do a project proposal for a permanent improv team! Yay!



We now return you to your regularly scheduled insanity....

-D

That does it.

One more question about do I want this or that or the other for the wedding ceremony and I'm slinging Steph over my shoulder, throwing her in the car, and driving for Vegas.


I WANNA ELOPE DAMNIT!