Tavie blogs i like:
amy
dave foley
mark mckinney
e.mail
archive
andrew
carl
barb cooking blog
boing boing
caroline
cartoon brew
chris
cityroom
consumerist
erin
gena/ deadly stealth frogs
gothamist
jim hill
kids in the hall lj
kithblog
matt k
mike t
nathan
post secret
rynn
sarah
sarah c
sean
tea rose
toby
tom
webcomics i read:
american elf
american stickman
elfquest
lolcats!
masque of the red death
the perry bible fellowship
toothpaste for dinner
ultrajoebot
xkcd
Other places to find me:
me on the tumblr
me on the flickr
me on the formspring
me on the twitter
me on the ravelry
me on the myspace
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Oh, my Stinka, how he rushed at me. How we cuddled and how he purred directly into my face and kneaded his little paws in the air and said to me, "Tavie, Tavie, where have you been? I have missed you so much!" And how my little fat-faced Maya jumped upon us and gave me kisses and climbed all over me and head-butted me and said, "There you are, where were you?"
My Dad was happy to see me, too.
They ordered Chinese. Damn you, Mom, my perfectly planned caloric intake thrown out of whack by the surprise attack of Peking Duck...
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:32 PM | shower me with attention
