By telling her to shut up when she sings, “I’M THE KING OF NEW YORK!” a hundred times. (Newsies, you guys. Newsies.)
Anyway, I have a valid excuse for not posting. Here it is:
There are currently movers in my house, which means I can’t do a heel-click tapdance leap from a doorway shouting, “LET’S GET DRUNK!” “YEAH!” “NOT ON LIQUOR, FAME WORKS QUICKER – I’M THE KING OF NEW YORK!”
They also looks quite confused when I accusingly shout, “Hey! That’s my cigar!”
Seriously. Nobody knows anything around here.
I should have a post up tonight or tomorrow, with some shots of my room and some questions about the arrangement of furniture. *indecisive* *agh*
Have a great day! I’ll be back soon!