In which I get excited by some junk mail.
Tag: Bubble Bar
A Confession
In which I achieve more than I expected.
Weapon of Choice
In which nothing much happens.
Proper Bath
In which I have not even investigated the Lush Valentine's range yet, but still have the audacity to blog.
Unicorns
In which the stupid people invade my brain, but I have gin.
Dolly Parton and Jesus
In which I mix Baclofen, alcohol, bathing, Jesus, and Dolly Parton
Bruise Pristine
In which I get mauled by a phlebotomist.
I heart prescription medication
In which the drugs do work.
I think this might count as a Lush Haul
In which I get up very early and prove I have no self control.
Decadent Sundays
In which I lose my Sunday to a glorious bath.