"Oh, those aren't people, honey, those are models."

Woke up and showered and was just going online when Tata called and invited me over.

Spent the day over there, and Tata gave me a french manicure and trimmed my bangs and Melba curled my hair and now I have bouncing ringlets that are tres snazzy. Mom came and dropped off my copy of 13 going on 30 and we watched it and died laughing and then watched a whole lot of extras. The 'Love is a battlefield' music video is HYSTERICAL, you guys. Tata and I were dying. And we also vowed to learn the Thriller dance.

Talisa actually gave me a whole long speech about how gorgeous I am, and that really means a lot coming from her, because she doesn't just say what she thinks I want to hear for the hell of it, and she never lies about that sort of thing, so hearing her rundown on why I'm gorgeous was pretty intense. I don't believe it, not really, but it was nice to here. And then she got Melba into it, so I had to verbally agree or else get my ass kicked. Literally.

When I was leaving there was this GIANT possum in the front yard. There are possums EVERYWHERE now. We saw a couple zillion dead ones driving to work everyday, so I don't get it. Is it 'possum' or 'opossum'? Tata and Carina were calling it an opossum but I hate that. Am I losery enough to look it up? Not yet.