The Greatest of All Time
I am so in.
A Dance with Monkeys
Trent, Deanna still wants in. She's supposed to text you...she gets off work at 8 and was hoping to register tonight if possible.
I'm running somewhere tomorrow. It's going to be beautiful. I can't wait.
She should text me.
The tangents are moot.
He has not yet shared that with me.
Will you be at Monkey III, for real?
Where is House?
Um, no. I was dressed as me.
But I had a skull on my shirt, and black pants so that's festive and stuff.
And where is Mrs. Sippy?
She hasn't been around latey.