LOL.

I got home from bellydance class to find a gigantic box on the stoop. I didn't place any big orders recently, so I was a little confused. I opened the box and found...

Two gigantic Garfield-head pillows.

Because, as you might recall, I mentioned recently that mine was stolen when I was a baby.


wickercabra, I don't know whether to come to New Zealand to kiss you or fucking kick your ass!

Thank you (I think)! You know, the funny thing is that I knew *exactly* who they were from before I even looked at the goddamn packing slip. Because you are the best kind of dork.

Now, how to integrate them into my oh-so-elegant decor?