To do this week:
1) Get self organized/sidestep dark pits of despair
2) Try not to freak out the incredible Anne Emond with how awesome I think she is-as manifested by stalking her on twitter.
ps. I love Anne Emond. Sometimes I feel like she is inside my brain: picking outfits predicated on horizontal stripes and skinny jeans (by necessity), singing the praises of buttered toast, and anthropomorphizing cheese. Love.