Tequila anyone?

So, I think you are right about the picture...I do look like I've been at weasely's tequila. Is this the kind of image I want to present to the world? Hmmm. As for you two...So looks like she has a big fat secret which she is very ahppy about and Do...well, Do looks a little crazy. Drunk, enigmatic, and nuts...that's us.
Talking of Margaritas, I went for a drink with a fellow writing center tutor last night and we had a bucket of perfect margaritas. They were yummy. You know we have been having the same situation in our writing center in palm desert...usually we are so busy I dont even have time for a wee, yet this week Ive been sitting arond twiddling my thumbs. What's going on? We are desperately trying to expand our WC and have been very smug of late because of heavy traffic...looks good in the log book for future funding efforts. So I get a little freaked out when its quiet...
Oh So, I hate the IRS too, so much so that I havent talked to them in a year or two. I know I don't owe them any money, infact they probably owe me some...but I have a talking-to-my-accountant phobia. I need to get a new one because the guy I used last time was about a hundered with dyed red hair and a lecherous demeanour. Don't even ask me to do them myself...that would be worse than encountering a black widow. I HATE FILLING OUT FORMS...it is the most hateful exercise in the world. Anyway, when anyone mentions the IRS I get a litle nervous.
Well that's all for now.
Did you guys like the french gnome story...Weasley needs to stop being so naughty.
Fi
ps the fish is still looking good