Apparently I have been bitten by a vampire. My bitch is that I was cheated out of the hot sweaty vamp sex that is supposed to go with. *sulk* Believe me, I much prefer the thought of being molested by the Black Dagger Brotherhood while unconscious to the thought that there was a spider crawling on my head, and behind my ear, and possibly in my hair – *shudder* I need a drink.
In other news I’ve been stitching like a fiend on block 7 of HoHRH:
This would be the Kentucky part of the post, the grass it’s blue. Blue grass = Kentucky. Right? Yeah, I’ll go have that drink now.