broken wings and blends

Deigned to enter blend challenge. Will get my ass handed to me on a silver platter, but I figure the real challenge was making a non mocking Alyssa picture that didn't look hideous. Which I think I accomplished. In fact, I rather like it. Not enough to think it'll rank, but enough to press the send button. :p

SH is working for me now. Of course, now I'm tired and really in need of the bathroom which is currently being hogged by a 19 year old male who had tacos for dinner. Oh yes, I'm just dying to go near that door. Argh. And someone is washing dishes...

Soft rock station the only one that my old [and dying] stereo will pick up in the 90-s section. Not about to try and speed past the country in a vain attempt to get Alice to work on it. Ugh. So shortly, I will run around the room screaming. But, happy memory.

Which I won't go into, because while thinking about it, trying to pinpoint details, remembered bad things. :p

Laaaaa. Need to download suggested songs.

*has lost the piece of paper that tells her both of allison's suggestions* aaaaa! wait. I know one of them.