Oy veh. It’s one of those mornings.
Yesterday I trekked all over Seattle, came home exhausted and fell into bed.
Ever have one of those morning when you get up, look in the mirror, realize that you forgot to remove your mascara, and realize that you are the embodyment of Night of the Living Dead?
Let’s just keep expectations low for today, shall we?
Your eyebrows make me moist.