and I thoughe we bonded over boob sweat.

Nay, it’s the bling bordello that is my jewelry box that haunts me. This past year I’ve taken to using an old ashtray as my earring keeper. And we don’t even smoke. But it was pretty and colorful and easy to reach whilst I had a nervous breakdown over where to put my earrings. And I thanked God for ashtrays.

Is it too much to say I worship at the feet of your blog?
Kearsie’s last blog post is here ..*Cough, gasp, eyes water*