Hi G-Fans!
Well, the alien is back. I thought the concierge got rid of her last night, but doesn't she return home with her tonight. I don't even know what the beast looks like, I do know she bangs around the bird room and crashes things. NG. I think rescuing an alien was a BAD IDEA! I think the concierge wouldn't even mutter an argument with me on that.... but that is spilt milk at this point. Here it is. I guess we are going to finally lay eyes on the creature in another several days to a week. I hope Snagglepus is ready for this. I don't think he knows what he is in for, I don't think any of us know.
Anyway....
I want' to talk about more important matters. While I am dictating this I am getting mocha breath on me. It is very disconcerting. I was never offered any part of the chocolate with coffee buttercream frosting cupcakes. And yet, I have to smell the fragrant aroma. It is awful. Do you know what my treat was for tonight? No, you don't? It was a potato. A cold, previously microwaved potato. A potato without butter. No sour cream. No generously sprinkled bacon bits. Nothing. Just a piece of Yukon Gold potato wedge. I had to split with Riley. Everyone else got a full 25% of the potato. Again, something is amiss. Very amiss!
But I must forge ahead. In whatever capacity needed.
SO, if you find yourself with a subpar treat and there are no other options, fake it until you make it!!
TTFN!
-G
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