The internet really is a magical place isn't it?
I mean, in no other context would a simple tweet about e-readers turn into a day spent at a Harlequin book cover photoshoot.
The internet really is a magical place isn't it?
I mean, in no other context would a simple tweet about e-readers turn into a day spent at a Harlequin book cover photoshoot.
I don't like potatoes. I mean, I *will* eat french fries, but only under protest.
I am afraid of pedicures. Not only do I not enjoy having people touch my feet (vomit), I am dealthy afraid of picking up some scary toenail-falling-off disease. Also, I don't like when people talk about me in other languages.
I am not a shoe person. I'm serious. If you offered me a pair of beautiful red-bottomed shoes, I'd probably return them to buy some sweet camera equipment.
Sometimes I say LITERALLY when I don't actually mean LITERALLY.