So, my task for today, should I choose to accept it, which i DO, is to write down all the numbers I’ve got saved in my phone. Seems that it REALLY is on it’s last legs. It won’t charge up past 2 full bars, even with a full night of charging. It’s a pain in the ASS. I get about 15 min of talk time before it dies and I have to recharge it for a couple of hours. I don’t have a car charger, but I’m not gonna go buy one when my boss is already workin on getting me a new phone. But, yeah, trying to get all the phone numbers from the phone with only 2 bars of power is going to be a Royal pain in the ass. But I’d rather get them out, than not so the pain in the ass isn’t so bad. But that’s my task for today. Do you have task for today? I’d love to hear what it is!

So. Guess who’s having a baby?!? No, it’s not me you dolt! Not with all the intoxicants I had last night! :) No, it’s not ME who’s gotten knocked up! :) It’s my dear friends - The Elvii!! These are two of my my oldest friends. We’ve known each other since High School! They dated in college and got married in Oct of 2002! They are due in August! I am just beyond excited for them! :) Mary was in my wedding actually. I don’t remember when that picture of her was taken, but I’m fairy sure it was college sometime. Now, this pic of Chris is from my sophomore year of college! He came up to be the blind date for my sorority daut Elizabeth. For formal. It was a dang good time! Wow! They made a baby! :) That’s just so ridiculously cool, I can’t stand it! :) W hoo for baby Elvii! :) Mary and I had a nice long talk on Thursday, and I got all sorts of baby details. I told her she needed to start a pregnancy blog, but we’ll see where she goes with that! :) She CLAIMS shes technologically impaired - but whatever. If she can make a baby, she can make a blog! :) Plus I KNOW for a fact her husband is a big ole computer nerd; at least HE knows what he’s doing! :) It’s a Baby! Weeeee! :)
first i had a midori sour
then a jimmaaay orginal - silver rum, sour mix and lime juice
then a raspberry/bacaridi/sour
and then another raspberry/bacaridi/sour
and then another raspberry/bacaridi/sour
and then yet ANOTHER raspberry/bacaridi/sour
then I a cricket shot thing. southern comfort and peach tree
and then I had another raspberry/bacaridi/sour
i am very drunk. and typing abnormally well.
You know what we need? Drugs in makeup. We need acid eyeliner. We need coke blush. We need extasy blotting powder. Drugs are bad, mmkay.
Have you giving your breasts names? Jennifer Garner (bitch stole my man) calles her boobs “Biscuits” and Pamela Anderson calls her Bert and Ernie. Wanna know what I call my boobs? Boobies. DUUUUUUH
Old Sexy : working at being sexy. New Sexy : just being your own, sexy self. ooooooookkkkk. sure. I’m magic, you must be too. Also, apparently, another new sexy is “subtle, and completelt unexpected. “ Well. Fuck you. I don’t like subtle.
So. I have a new renter! :) It’s a dude, but when I first saw it I thought it was a chick.
Check him out, won’t cha? (I was late in writing this cause I wanted to get my new thumbnail for BLEX done first, but it’s taking too long and I didn’t want him to miss out, ya know. So, please - check out his blog! :) And remeber, I don’t link here in the entry cause I want you to use his BLEX “rent my blog” link that’s in the sidebar. If you are using the newest (default) skin then it’s right over --> there on your right, above the fold and everything!

"I stopped believing in Santa Claus when my mother took me to see him in a department store, and he asked for my autograph.” ~ Shirley Temple
“The follies which a man regrets most, in his life, are those which he didn’t commit when he had the opportunity.” ~ Helen Rowland
“Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power.” ~ Abraham Lincoln
“Politics is not the art of the possible. It consists in choosing between the disastrous and the unpalatable.” ~John Kenneth Galbraith
Ya know what sucks about losing 30lbs - my jeans don’t fit any more. I’ve got two freaking pairs of jeans that fit, maybe three, and all the rest are just woefully too big. Now, I like buying new clothes as much as the next girl, but I ain’t got the bread for it yet. Which means I’m either wearing the same pair of pants over and over again or a pair that are just baggy and saggy and totally hide my new (slightly) smaller shape. It’s just no fun at all.
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