"Don't call me buddy, I'm not your buddy!"
I'm scarred for life as a result of this weeks South Park episode, "Eat, Pray, Queef"
I personally love Martha Stewart, so this episode was particularly hard for me. I can never look at her the same way again.
I still don't fully understand why they had to go there.
I've even read (and own) the original book titled "Eat, Pray Love". It was a good book.
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I got my new glasses on Friday...I guess that was yesterday, it feels like it's been a hella long time. I'm not entirely sure what it is about them, but when I put them on I feel pretty.
I feel prettier in my new glasses than I have in any dress, or makeup, or anything that I have in I don't know how long. I want to smile and talk to people I don't know, and even go out and do things. It's amazing.
We got company last night.
Our old roommate Dj and his girlfriend Angela....her little sister Jasmine, and our wonderful little brother/friend Surfer Child. They took us out for dinner last night at the best pizza place/brewery in town. It was delicious. And expensive.
I cooked biscuits and gravy for everyone this morning. Lotsa food. But it all managed to diappear.
Dj acquired a 1/2 o last night through me, and bought a new piece at a local shop today. Needless to say, we have pretty much been stoned for 24 hours now.
I'm sooooo ready for bed right now. We went to sleep last night at 1:30, got up at 8:30, and have been on the go since. We even went for a 2 1/2 mile hike up Spencers Butte, and then to the mall for christs sake. OMG my legs hurt.
I guess it's bong hits for everyone, and then we're all going to bed. Kelly is already there, and Jason has been sleeping since two or some shit.
I personally love Martha Stewart, so this episode was particularly hard for me. I can never look at her the same way again.
I still don't fully understand why they had to go there.
I've even read (and own) the original book titled "Eat, Pray Love". It was a good book.
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I got my new glasses on Friday...I guess that was yesterday, it feels like it's been a hella long time. I'm not entirely sure what it is about them, but when I put them on I feel pretty.
I feel prettier in my new glasses than I have in any dress, or makeup, or anything that I have in I don't know how long. I want to smile and talk to people I don't know, and even go out and do things. It's amazing.
We got company last night.
Our old roommate Dj and his girlfriend Angela....her little sister Jasmine, and our wonderful little brother/friend Surfer Child. They took us out for dinner last night at the best pizza place/brewery in town. It was delicious. And expensive.
I cooked biscuits and gravy for everyone this morning. Lotsa food. But it all managed to diappear.
Dj acquired a 1/2 o last night through me, and bought a new piece at a local shop today. Needless to say, we have pretty much been stoned for 24 hours now.
I'm sooooo ready for bed right now. We went to sleep last night at 1:30, got up at 8:30, and have been on the go since. We even went for a 2 1/2 mile hike up Spencers Butte, and then to the mall for christs sake. OMG my legs hurt.
I guess it's bong hits for everyone, and then we're all going to bed. Kelly is already there, and Jason has been sleeping since two or some shit.