Remember that dream I had last week about my Starfish-Alien-Baby? Well Eric and I went to Party City today to look at Halloween items (mostly for him; I’m still on the fence about the holiday).
Lo and behold, on the wall, was a Patrick the Starfish balloon! The memory of my Starfish-Alien-Baby haunts me still.
That’s MY baby on the wall. I don’t think it’s very nice of Party City to mock my heartbreak like that.
