Has a week passed already? Is it really Monday?
With all the zaniness (and Foo-Foo's evil declaration, of course), I've barely had time to think or breathe. Thank goodness I had a FABU (pronounced "fab-'ooo" for the uninitiated) brunch with two of my bestest-in-the-westest buddies yesterday. It was fast, but fun. And then it was back to the grind.
In any case, I wanted to give a shout out to Jason over at Clarity of Night. He had to judge 73 (!) awesome entries for his latest contest, and yours truly (#73, by the way -- got it in with a minute left on the deadline) even snagged an honorable mention. Stop by and read 'em all. Trust me, though -- mine is incredibly blah by comparison. (I really love Sarah Hina's. So touching and gorgeous. She's a terrific writer.)
I hope to post more often this week, but you never know! Regardless, Foo-Foo has not yet unleashed his bunny weapons, but I'm half expecting a stealth attack any minute.
(Wait... are those footsteps I hear behind me... carrots I smell?... uh, oh...)