January 2010
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dinner date.
Going out to dinner with my mother. If you don’t see anything from me on here for the rest of the evening, it’s because we’ve killed each other.
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Not to alarm you guys but I think I'm the Cat...
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Me: (smoking on the veranda, minding my own business) Cat: Meow meow meow Me: (ignores cat) Cat:
Me: THAT’S NOT FAIR DON’T DO THAT TO ME. OKAY FINE I WILL GET YOU SOME HUMAN FOOD YOU EVIL BASTARD.
So then I go and get some spam for him (frickin cat eats fancier food than I do).
Me: Here you go. Cat: (looks at the food, then looks at me) Meow! :3 Me: You’re welcome.
Well, at least...
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Do you ever see
People who are walking down really small, winding roads? I always want to know why they walk down on the side of the road where on coming cars can’t see them. Be smart people, or expect to get hit by a car one of these days.
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blissed:
So yeah, this is my writing blog. No use hiding it anymore, I guess. Tumblr put it in their creative writing directory, and I don’t know how they found it because it’s pretty low profile, but it made me beam that they liked it enough to do so. I sent Joey to the directory page and asked him to figure out which one it was, and he couldn’t. Pshaw. He’s supposed to know me best.
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crushes are fun.
sherry:
But you know when they’re not so much fun? On rainy Monday mornings. When you’re trying to update a spreadsheet. And all the numbers look exactly the same. And your head is swimming with thoughts of poetry and piano. And your heart is beating quickly (but maybe it’s the caffeine?) And you’re wondering where your crush is and what he’s doing. And you want to post something (anything!) so...
*sigh*
Raise your hand if you have ever experienced something along the lines of ; You make an attempt to talk to someone on some social networking site, saw that they had been on, and they ignored you. Now raise your other hand if this person was someone you had a thing for.
(Yes, I get that you look like you’re trying to “raise the roof” right now, but bare with me.)
For anyone...
Furby Love
I just saw someone had reblogged a photo of a Furby, and as much as I loved them, it immediately brought back this memory of when I was little. The stupid thing went off in the middle of the night, and it really scared the (insert foul word here) out of me. Needless to say, I’ve been scarred for life.
Now that being said, the minute I post this, I’m going to hunt for one on Amazon.
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gets me everytime.
Am I the only one who falls for those junk emails that have the headline as “Hi” ? I think a little piece of me dies every time I open one to find out it’s really about breast enhancement and viagra pills. Don’t need any help in the breast department thank you very much, and since I’m lacking a penis, I have no use for the viagra either! Leave me alone, you are...
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I'm watching Conan O'Brien online right now, and I...
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Even the ones for AT&T with whatshisface, the unattractive Wilson brother.
ohhh hell nah, did you just make fun of my husband to be, luke? :)
My mother and both my brothers have added me on...
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What do I do?
Brothers are okay. Mothers will comment on EVERYTHING. I made the mistake of adding my father.. terrible idea hahah
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antsy-pants:
You have a contagious smile. Like seriously, I smiled when I saw this picture!
Aww, thank you! <3
You’re welcome dahling! :)
My great aunt died yesterday.
I think the main thing I’m so shaken up about, is the way I found out. My grandmother lives two houses down from her, and she had called her before we went out to the shops, and asked her if she needed anything; She asked for cigarettes.
So I offered to run down to her house on the way back, and drop them in her mail slot. On the way home, we stopped at my other great aunts house. When we...
