Okay, universe:
I do literally nothing for myself and I have had weekly, guilt-ridden panic attacks about spending the money that has already been spent to see Joe and Grace this weekend in Philly.
Of course I will still be happy to see my sweet Chrissy bean, but I would REALLY REALLY love it if a certain Bambi-eyed bitch would also be there to round out the trip.
Please? Pretty please? I can't have guilt-heaved this many times for nothing, okay?











