1. Last night, BFF and I were joking that I should turn my tramp stamp violet (in my defense, there was no such term when I got it) into a foot note to some lines from
Beachy Head (semi-inspired by David Foster Wallace's tattoo of Mary Karr's name in a heart, which he subsequently crossed out and foot-noted it with his wife's name further down on his arm). It makes sense, since Charlotte Turner Smith's poem has a lot of the flowers and botanical foot notes. And then, you know, I can call my tramp stamp an "end note." Ha, ha, very punny.
The funniest part is I'm starting to think about it seriously.
2. You know I rock the cupcakes (and love unicorns):

Yes. I realize the irony of declaring my love of unicorns, given my last post.
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