OK, so it appears that the template of Devin's blog has changed. The colors are different, the picture space holder which was supposed to host Devin's baby photo is gone, the lily pad which tells us how old Devin is now missing...but Allison is asleep, and I'm not going to bug her about it now. But I'm clearly out of the loop on this. I did not get the memo. Devin hasn't even mentioned this, despite the hours in the car we spend together EVERY FREAKIN' DAY.
Well, I know FULL WELL what's going on. My supposed life of normalcy has been a sham. I've been fed, groomed, and plumped up so that I could eventually become...
...A FEAST FOR THE ARACHNIDS! I *knew* that occasional spittle from Devin wasn't just thrown-up milk...he was trying to spin me into a cocoon!
But that's OK...I'll find a way out. I just have to keep myself from looking like Borat so my son (the human snatcher pod) won't be able to recognize me.
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