WTF?
Guess I'm feeling.....creative.
I feel like one of those damn monkeys...the ones that sit 3 across, one covers his eyes, one covers his ears, and one covers his mouth.
I've even seen pigs and cows and other critters they've created to do that.
I feel like..............a.........uh..........hmmm........well, incomplete thought. Damn.
So, dinner was ok.
Not my best batch...I ate, I was hungry.
Not eating popcorn tonight I don't think.
Have to take the tree back tomorrow...the lights don't work. Fiber optic works, lights don't.
Damn.
My present from Karen's not here yet :-(
Lost is a repeat tonight :-(
I want a drink.
What do you drink Bacardi Razz with? Sprite? Coke? never had it...don't drink rum often.
I'm an Amaretto girl.
Or good ole Jack Daniels.
Or wimpy Mike's Cranberry Lemonade cause it's the bomb.
Did I just say "the bomb"?
I totally need to be on one of those dumb VH1 shows, "__'s strikes back" Fill it in, I'll probably do every lame retro dumbass line in one sentence.
See...I just said "totally" and "lame"
Oh Ma Gawd.
Oh sorry...if I'm gonna be "lame" I need to quote Jessica Simpson and say, "Oh My Ga."
POLAR BEAR...THAT'S what I feel like.
Loner.
Big and warm and fuzzy...but alone and cold with the potential to be with others or just eat them. And I don't mean that in a naughty, sexual way...I mean scarf down like a redneck at a pork rind buffet.
Crunch.
I feel like one of those damn monkeys...the ones that sit 3 across, one covers his eyes, one covers his ears, and one covers his mouth.
I've even seen pigs and cows and other critters they've created to do that.
I feel like..............a.........uh..........hmmm........well, incomplete thought. Damn.
So, dinner was ok.
Not my best batch...I ate, I was hungry.
Not eating popcorn tonight I don't think.
Have to take the tree back tomorrow...the lights don't work. Fiber optic works, lights don't.
Damn.
My present from Karen's not here yet :-(
Lost is a repeat tonight :-(
I want a drink.
What do you drink Bacardi Razz with? Sprite? Coke? never had it...don't drink rum often.
I'm an Amaretto girl.
Or good ole Jack Daniels.
Or wimpy Mike's Cranberry Lemonade cause it's the bomb.
Did I just say "the bomb"?
I totally need to be on one of those dumb VH1 shows, "__'s strikes back" Fill it in, I'll probably do every lame retro dumbass line in one sentence.
See...I just said "totally" and "lame"
Oh Ma Gawd.
Oh sorry...if I'm gonna be "lame" I need to quote Jessica Simpson and say, "Oh My Ga."
POLAR BEAR...THAT'S what I feel like.
Loner.
Big and warm and fuzzy...but alone and cold with the potential to be with others or just eat them. And I don't mean that in a naughty, sexual way...I mean scarf down like a redneck at a pork rind buffet.
Crunch.