umm... where the hell did I come from???
Okay. I know that I haven't updated a while. It's because frankly, LiveJournal was becoming a pain in the ass, and my computer too.
But I had to document this.
I just talked to Kristen about the limo. Winter Ball is finally coming alive for me.
So I said to my mom, in regard to my sleeveless dress...
"Ma! Do you think I should get a shrug?" (obviously, like a bolero but only for the sleeves... duh! This isn't the 1400s!)
Sharon: "What's a shrug? What the hell is that? Do you mean a shawl?" and on and on in her lovely shrill old lady voice.
Fred walks by. Obviously, something extremely retarded is coming next.
"Sure. Let's go to Home Depot. I can get you a shrub. Maybe some flowers, too, and you can have a garden."
Who the hell are these people?
But I had to document this.
I just talked to Kristen about the limo. Winter Ball is finally coming alive for me.
So I said to my mom, in regard to my sleeveless dress...
"Ma! Do you think I should get a shrug?" (obviously, like a bolero but only for the sleeves... duh! This isn't the 1400s!)
Sharon: "What's a shrug? What the hell is that? Do you mean a shawl?" and on and on in her lovely shrill old lady voice.
Fred walks by. Obviously, something extremely retarded is coming next.
"Sure. Let's go to Home Depot. I can get you a shrub. Maybe some flowers, too, and you can have a garden."
Who the hell are these people?