Brace Yourselves.

I can sleep when I'm dead.

Very apropos as I am sleeping in a cemetery.

Prepare for a Long String Of Blogs. Sadly, it's been awhile since the last one. I am blogging with the same regularity as The Management. But I have much less on my plate. There are no excuses.

I've been out of school for two weeks, and it feels so weird! So to get used to it I've been going with The Management to The School I Have Yet To Nickname. Last week I glitter painted tunics with Tunic Tina, who happens to attend a very fancy college in New York. She's made at least one tunic every year I've known her. But I've never had the pleasure of glitter painting them.

Yes.

I was covered in glitter. Epic win. 

(p.s. I really like glitter.)

FG then whisked Skinny Me, Mister Man, Miss Thang, Body Builder Baby, and my glitter-covered self to Chuck. E Cheese's. Home of a large mechanical rat and a large mechanical, drum-playing dog that winked seductively at me. The Small Ones had a whole bunch of fun, as did I. The best part was learning the next morning that I did not contract some sort of disease/illness from the salad bar. Happy day!

That ended my first week of Summer.