Gas on the brain?
I wonder when it became so hard to post a comment. I wanted to comment on Moe's livejournal, and couldn't figure it out. Although, I will say that she is MUCH better at the Lj thang than I will ever be. (I don't admit it, but I'm still struggling with the definite of "meme.")
I was SICK all Thanksgiving. I didn't get to taste any of the wonderful food that Dad and Ruth whipped together. It's a shame, but I am definitely looking forward to Christmas Feasts because of it.
I hate my classes. I only have four semesters to go, THANK GOD, so I'm gonna try and hang in there.
Getting married. Have I mentioned that? At first, I was shocked and a bit... unsure. But as each day passes, I grow more and more confidant in us. It's great.
I wish I had something clever and sophisticated to sign off with. Instead, all I have is:
Three girls sitting in one girl's small bedroom.
One of them lets one rip.
They all start laughing.
The girl's mom steps in and says:
"It smells nice in here."
LAUGHTER
I was SICK all Thanksgiving. I didn't get to taste any of the wonderful food that Dad and Ruth whipped together. It's a shame, but I am definitely looking forward to Christmas Feasts because of it.
I hate my classes. I only have four semesters to go, THANK GOD, so I'm gonna try and hang in there.
Getting married. Have I mentioned that? At first, I was shocked and a bit... unsure. But as each day passes, I grow more and more confidant in us. It's great.
I wish I had something clever and sophisticated to sign off with. Instead, all I have is:
Three girls sitting in one girl's small bedroom.
One of them lets one rip.
They all start laughing.
The girl's mom steps in and says:
"It smells nice in here."
LAUGHTER