Having one of those evenings. Where Chris asks if I have a problem with him going over to visit his friends and family for the night and I say, "No, go for it," when inside it's *
in house alone after dark eeeeeeeeee* which means of course once he's gone I can't think of anything to write to distract myself and then I hear a weird noise and I'm all, "You'll never take me alive!!!!
Wait, let me rephrase" and then I realize it's probably just the cats.
Bonus random fact: when I get twitchy, I talk and type in run-on sentences.
Anyway, in another tactic to distract from my spazbat-ness, here are several pictures from our trips to the Kansas City Zoo and Woolaroc.
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