Fuck Yeah Housewarming Gift!

Yesterday, I was in that kind of gloomy, horrible mood a girl tends to fall into when she's got her period, and the global economy is in a shambles, and there might be a Republican hiding in the bushes with a big sack, a chloroform-soaked rag, and a turkey baster.¹ But then I opened up my mailbox and found a cheery little parcel from Paulie Elliott & Sarah E. Melville, and I was all like, "Ooooh, a present!" Cause who doesn't like presents? Nobody, that's who.

First, there was an awesome card:

Because I moved into a new house. More on that later. Maybe. Or not.

Then, a bar of fancy-schmancy soap, which is also awesome, BECAUSE F*CK YEAH I F*CKING LOVE SOAP.

Cleanliness: It's next to godliness.

Aaaaand, best of all, this F*CKING AMAZING mug:

It says, "I don't give a f*ck."

But wait! There's more! Inside the mug, this bead, which I had admired on Sarah's Facebook:

I know my phone camera makes it look like a gargoyle, but it's a cat. 

And look, there's even something for the kitty, too:

"Paper! My favorite!"

Thaaaaaank Yooooouuuuuu! :D

^{1. Filled with Ronald Reagan's reconstituted sperm.↩}