My darling Queene scares the hell out of me sometimes. I become so frightened that I do this to placate her. (We all know what that cake really said.) We are a few days after the Bi-coastal Birthday Bash One Month Anniversary and she still has her hooks in me. I celebrate this even now because she taught me Blue Steel. I practice this all the time in hopes of catching her eye on a more permanent basis.
Cough, cough. That was some strong stuff.
Anyhoo. Apparently between the dirty boots that double as my pillows and my PDA, I get confused. Randi's finger is the blur tool. However, this does not make my darling Queene any less of a Scaerie Faerie.