Friday, April 22, 2005
Guess what?*
- I'm not posting any pictures of my boobs today
- I'm not going to talk about my underwear today
- My husband is coming home today
- He's going to freak out because the house is a STY - seriously, some of the dishes in the sink could walk away on their own, and you wouldn't even want to see the bathrooms (but I didn't wreck his precious luxury car this time - yay)
- This has been a long freaking week
- I had Chinese food for dinner last night
- I [heart] crab puffs
- I really like the Snow Patrol cd
- When no one's looking, I rock out to Jay-Z and Fitty Cent at work
- I don't have much to say today
- My digital camera is still broken
- I need a new one
- I'm super close to finishing a book (a different one than I almost finished before)
- That is all - for now
Labels: boobs
1 comment(s):
I see it as more of a command, or a request, to be more genteel. It's not a question, for sure.
Spitting in a Wishing Well
By Maverick, at 11:43 PM
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