cinderella men and vanilla diet coke...
as i sit here sipping my vanilla diet coke and listening to country music television all the while scanning pictures into the computer i find myself thinking about that ever-present question...
where did this bruise on the outside of my upper thigh come from? it is about 3 inches in diameter and is actually swollen. i don't remember hitting anything, i definetely don't remember anyone beating me. its one of those life mysteries i suppose....
the other night after coming home to the house that i am currently house-sitting i opened the door to find that one of the cats had regurgitated one of his intestines which just happened to contain 2 birds. at least, that's what it looked like. by FAR - the most disgusting thing that i have had to clean up in about 2 years.....
watching old beverly hills 90210 episodes is one of the best feelings, it makes me think of jack in the box curly fries and saved by the bell.
i would like to extend my congratulations to jules on her impending breast enlargement due to the growing child in her womb. jules, welcome to B*W*C!
i have discovered that in southern california all the cute men leave at midnight, its like they are cinderella and they're pumpkin carraige can't kareoke past the strike of 12. especially cute men with full-sleeved tattoes that sing "bad medicine" then watch me as i rock out to blondie and smile and wink at me...then LEAVE! man - men in southern california, what can you do with them??
speaking of men - lets ponder this question for a moment, why don't we....if a man 4 seperate times drives at least an hour to an hour and a half to hang out with you and is in constant paying mode...what exactly is a girl supposed to think except, hmmm...we must be going on dates. especially when you add the flirtation to the mix and get a whole awkward concoction. butthen 2 weeks later, the whole thing rots when he tells your best friend that he doesn't date because he simply doesn't have the TIME. seems to me he's had plenty of time...was i wrong? should I have known right away that these weren't dates and we were simply friends? but you see that throws back to my whole mantra that i don't believe that girls and guys can't be friends. this whole thing is very confusing and annoying. which is why i have decided to go the morrisey route and simply become asexual. this causes me not to be hurt and others around me not to be subject to my consistent confusion.
seeing people from Biola that i don't really know outSIDE of biola is incredibly uncomfortable to me.
where did this bruise on the outside of my upper thigh come from? it is about 3 inches in diameter and is actually swollen. i don't remember hitting anything, i definetely don't remember anyone beating me. its one of those life mysteries i suppose....
the other night after coming home to the house that i am currently house-sitting i opened the door to find that one of the cats had regurgitated one of his intestines which just happened to contain 2 birds. at least, that's what it looked like. by FAR - the most disgusting thing that i have had to clean up in about 2 years.....
watching old beverly hills 90210 episodes is one of the best feelings, it makes me think of jack in the box curly fries and saved by the bell.
i would like to extend my congratulations to jules on her impending breast enlargement due to the growing child in her womb. jules, welcome to B*W*C!
i have discovered that in southern california all the cute men leave at midnight, its like they are cinderella and they're pumpkin carraige can't kareoke past the strike of 12. especially cute men with full-sleeved tattoes that sing "bad medicine" then watch me as i rock out to blondie and smile and wink at me...then LEAVE! man - men in southern california, what can you do with them??
speaking of men - lets ponder this question for a moment, why don't we....if a man 4 seperate times drives at least an hour to an hour and a half to hang out with you and is in constant paying mode...what exactly is a girl supposed to think except, hmmm...we must be going on dates. especially when you add the flirtation to the mix and get a whole awkward concoction. butthen 2 weeks later, the whole thing rots when he tells your best friend that he doesn't date because he simply doesn't have the TIME. seems to me he's had plenty of time...was i wrong? should I have known right away that these weren't dates and we were simply friends? but you see that throws back to my whole mantra that i don't believe that girls and guys can't be friends. this whole thing is very confusing and annoying. which is why i have decided to go the morrisey route and simply become asexual. this causes me not to be hurt and others around me not to be subject to my consistent confusion.
seeing people from Biola that i don't really know outSIDE of biola is incredibly uncomfortable to me.