Fuck.
that too.Fuck.
Our former next-door neighbor used to keep a bottle of children's benadryl for that kind of morning, or so she said.It's 10am and it's like the sun isn't up at all. I feel so tired and achey...but the kid is a little ball of energy.
Please, PLEASE go down for a nap early today.
Wait for the exiles.and my intestines are fighting an organ equivalent of the Spanish Civil War.
Our former next-door neighbor used to keep a bottle of children's benadryl for that kind of morning, or so she said.[/QUOTE]It's 10am and it's like the sun isn't up at all. I feel so tired and achey...but the kid is a little ball of energy.
Please, PLEASE go down for a nap early today.
Our former next-door neighbor used to keep a bottle of children's benadryl for that kind of morning, or so she said.[/QUOTE]It's 10am and it's like the sun isn't up at all. I feel so tired and achey...but the kid is a little ball of energy.
Please, PLEASE go down for a nap early today.
Wait for the exiles.[/QUOTE]and my intestines are fighting an organ equivalent of the Spanish Civil War.
I've had days like that. They suck beyond words. You're an alright guy, Gusto - I'm sure the people who like you actually like you.I'm having one of those days where my paranoia takes over and it feels like my friends don't actually like me and have just been humouring me or begrudgingly tolerating my presence for the last 10 years or so.
I hate days like today.
Come to Atlanta sometime, we will be best buds and high five all the time, even for no reason.I'm having one of those days where my paranoia takes over and it feels like my friends don't actually like me and have just been humouring me or begrudgingly tolerating my presence for the last 10 years or so.
I hate days like today.
Wait, Canadians have to work during their Thanksgiving? That's messed up.Boo, we did a Canadian thanksgiving dinner tonight for those of us that don't have any nearby family and the girl I'm crushing on got called into work before we served the fucking super dinner we had prepared. Turkey, garlic potatoes, mac and cheese, stuffing, brussel sprouts, beans and mushroom almondine and cranberry sauce. It was a hell of a spread. Sadly, I barely got to talk to her. Laaaaaaaaaaaaame.
I am picturing you posting that as your avatar...I hate the stupid chairs at my school. They are too high and I have to lean forward to put my feet flat on the floor. grrr
Meh, it's a living.I NEED A PIG HERE!
Meh, it's a living.[/QUOTE]I NEED A PIG HERE!
I don't know who that is... so I'll contend with the image I have of you: a redhead lady Metatron riding into the sunset on a unicorn, drunk off her ass.Goddamn two rants in one day.
The chick who cut my hair teased it up really high. I look like a chubby Loretta Lynn.