28 July, 2008


I don't know how to write this post, and I don't know what to tell you to do. Maggie is Maggie, and the best response is as unique as she is.

I spoke to her today and when I said something nice about her, she told me black helicopters were on the way to pick me up and take me to Guantanamo for having discovered her "secret." Approaching her without an armor of humor, audacity, or chocolate is inadvisable.

Oh, and be sure to bow before speaking. Princess Crabby would expect no less.

All I know is the first thing I thought when I heard: If anybody is going to come through this with flying colors, it's Maggie.

Maggie, don't you dare hesitate to ask for anything you need. Anything. If you don't start asking, I'll start talking. Yup. Blackmail. :D