In keeping with the laziness trend of my day - which involved shopping most of the morning and afternoon, followed by cooking an embarrassingly unhealthy meal for my gremlins - I'm putting only minimal effort into this blog post.

Hey, it's after 7PM, Spawnling is tired but not sleeping yet, the older boys have been fighting since school let out, and I'm still running on about 95% less sugar than I was at this time last week (but my clothes are fitting much better. Hot damn! Who knew I could be more attractive than I already was?). I have Coraline and season one of Supernatural to start watching later (provided by the lovely Nat, who has an eye for, well, eye candy). A spooky evening with my hubby, a bowl of popcorn and my favourite slippers.

Sorry, but that so wins over blogging. I don't get cuddled by a hot guy while I blog. Priorities, people. Priorities.

Should we look into starting a CudLoBloMo? You know: Cuddle a Local Blogger Month? It could work, you know. We'd have to really screen the applicants, though.

Also, it was my idea, so I get first pick. Step back, bitches, because I can throw a mean sucker punch.

Anyway, I did spend a minute in The Gimp touching up a picture of some bathroom stall graffiti art I found in my local Wal-Mart a few weeks ago. No matter what I did to the colours, I couldn't get the faint pen writing at the bottom to show up clearly, so I did a quick trace over it with the airbrush. It was totally worth it; hopefully you'll now be able to see my reason for taking the picture in the first place.


I think we may want to call this an epic graffiti fail, time s two.