Well, being a Malaysian, I would have to at least wish my country a Happy 49th Birthday. Just one year older than the Swiss (the person not the country I'm talking about) *wink*
Pat says I'm addicted and obsessed, I call myself crazy. Release of the uninvited chemical in my body is making me go nuts. Thankfully, I'm not alone, apparently there's another psycho woman who is just as mad as myself.
Besides the goggles that June lent to me, she also gave me a pajamas that yells "Lynn"
as well as a box of dark chocolate
After we've parted, I ate while I drove, I am fat but I'm happy. Contented is me...