A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. ~Maya Angelou

So, TattooedJen joined AAP, Chilly, Fwiffo and myself yesterday. Like last time I put up a sign on the front door. It was the same sign from last time, "Welcome Jen, Happy New Years!" and all. It survived a move and several rearrangements in our new home.

Anyway, I think AAP and TattooedJen hit it off nicely, if talk about penises and kitty-love make nice. Fwiffo joined all of us after showering and I knew it was true love (sorry Burl235, it was meant to be) though I think the age difference will eventually tear them apart.

We couldn't spend too much time talking as the show was looming large. We ate some JimmyJohn's and arranged for TattooedJen to have her own bit, called InueJendo. Hillarious! You have to listen as soon as we get it uploaded. Go to WTF for more information.

The show fell into dirty, sex talk. We were trying a new format with Johnny-5's advice. Let us know if you liked it more than the other way. I think I'll call it Freeform.

After the show we watched Robot Chicken, Tom Goes to the Mayor, and The Office (American version). Then it was bed time.

Oh man, I forgot to mention (here) that we got a new mattress! The old one went into the AAP Suite, clearing up space for TattooedJen to sleep on the pull out bed, moving Fwiffo to the basement couch.

Allow me a moment to express my love for this new mattress. *sigh* Sleeping on this mattress makes me realize how terribly I have been sleeping for the past 5 years. Either that or how perfectly I could sleep with a slight pillow top and firm coils.

Magic lies within those layers of fabric and metal and wood. Clean new linens remind me of the perfection of Egyptian cotton and well-fitted sheets. Holy-400-thread-count! Be still my heart.

Oh, guests are arriving... I've got to go! Tell you more later.