tsk tsk

Oh, chair, what have you done? Why did Sockempress find you having a time out in the corner?

Well, one minute for each year. We'll see tonight.

Gotta go! Pie's in the oven!

*vroom*

Here's a listing! Katt found it! No time to get out of the car -- gotta get to the in-laws before Cousin Barb eats all the cranberry sauce! See ya!

*vroom*

Home Sweet Home

How could you not want to live here? Doesn't this photo make you think of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, kittens playing with balls of yarn, and the family coming together for Thanksgiving?

Yeah, me neither.

Even more help is on the way

What's that? You were getting cold while playing the piano outside? Don't worry -- Hanne found a fireplace to keep you warm.

Circle of life (or death)

The hula hoop has come to the funeral parlor to pay its respects. Overcome with grief, it collapses on the floor. (Thanks to Mandy for finding this tragic portrait.)

(innocent whistle)

Nope, nope, nothing happened here, nope, just a normal apartment Gayton found tra la la...

Welcome home. Sigh.

Maybe it's just because I'm desperately short on sleep but I swear, the first thing I thought when I saw this listing was that the real estate agent must be this guy:



Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's the lack of sleep. Even by my low standards, this makes no sense.