Ya Blew It, Nico

Some of you may have noticed that there was no post this past Tuesday.  I blame the Great Conjunction - which in the context of my life translates as the alignment of the insomnia, the pain, and the month of unrelenting you-don't-want-to-know-just-trust-me that's left me dehydrated and electrolyte-imbalanced - all of which came together to shine an intense beam of light onto the crystal to cause the complete and total loss of my ability to function as a normal member of society. 

The good news is that I almost had two full night's sleep in a row.  The bad news is that my mother is coming to visit this Saturday and I don't exactly have the time to crank out two posts (the one I should have posted last Tuesday, and the one for this coming Tuesday) while trying to accomplish the "hey, how about we don't look like we live like animals and try running a brush through our hair for the comp'ny?" mad dash around the apartment looking for errant dirty underwear. 

Also, I need to make a trip to the office to nail my jive turkey upstairs neighbors for continuing to put their dogs on the balcony, spilling nasty dog water, annoying the shit out of me and the general douche-monkeyshinery being perpetrated above our innocent, mystified, upturned kitten noses.  Mama has vid-e-o. 

Anyhoozle ... I will, in the coming days, attempt to have a Tuesday post for you to read.  It will not be a Sims update, I'm afraid. It also, no matter how much love I cram into it, will not be as awesome as the consolation prize/apology for not posting last Tuesday I present to you now:



I've been cuddling that gem since Nico's Dark Days ... there is no need to thank me, but I do love a tasty fruit cobbler.