...I think C!Envy is stalking me through Australia. It is kind of terrifying. Of all the nonexistent people who could stalk me, why him? DDDD: I have accumulated evidence toward this terrifying prospect:
-On the plane from Brisbane to Cairns we were given the option of having either a bikkie or some yogurt. I chose the yogurt and received some very tasty fruit-on-the-side (not on the bottom, the side. Win.) blackberry yogurt, which, when mixed, was a nice purple color. But all over the cup and the plastic seal was written, in cursive, the brand name "envy". It was good for a giggle but I didn't think much of it until...
-Thursday in Atherton I walked past a shop named "Ren's Fashion and Fabrics." The thought of C!Envy as a fashion designer kind of scares me. Plus, what in the world is he doing in a place like Atherton? This is a city which is hosting the 2007 Scrapbooking Convention, whose economy is ruled by sugar cane, cattle, and the Big W (the Aussie incarnation of Walmart). But I suppose even the Coordinator must have contacts in rural areas.
-On the plane from Brisbane to Cairns we were given the option of having either a bikkie or some yogurt. I chose the yogurt and received some very tasty fruit-on-the-side (not on the bottom, the side. Win.) blackberry yogurt, which, when mixed, was a nice purple color. But all over the cup and the plastic seal was written, in cursive, the brand name "envy". It was good for a giggle but I didn't think much of it until...
-Thursday in Atherton I walked past a shop named "Ren's Fashion and Fabrics." The thought of C!Envy as a fashion designer kind of scares me. Plus, what in the world is he doing in a place like Atherton? This is a city which is hosting the 2007 Scrapbooking Convention, whose economy is ruled by sugar cane, cattle, and the Big W (the Aussie incarnation of Walmart). But I suppose even the Coordinator must have contacts in rural areas.