All Of My Days Have Been Misspent
Me: Oh so it will be about 30 bucks then for a steak dinner?
TH: How do you remember how much a steak dinner at BA costs? We haven't eaten there for like 2 years.
Me: I dunno I just do.
TH: *puts his hand on my head* If I squeeze this sponge what would drip out?
ALRIGHT THAT IS IT I HAVE HAD IT. I have had it up to the hair I discovered growing out of my chin this morning. (note: get some tweezers tomorrow.) I have had it with these people running messageboards bashing other diarists. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. When people start bashing diarists like TranceJen and UncleBob, this is way way too much. What's next...bashing Weetabix and Disco? Come on you people....you messageboard people need to get lives.
Beer makes popcorn taste soooooo gooood. I know I am relatively new to beer drinking so I will continue to come to these realizations that other people have known for years. Bear with me. Next up: BEER and Pizza
Why do I have the knack of always catching "the last episode" of shows? The other day I am "surfing" the channels...and I catch the last M.A.S.H. again. Like I haven't seen it a million times. Then I am going around again another night and low and behold there is the last episode of Seinfeld. Now tonight I am watching the last Cosby Show. I guess it is me.
I never profess to be some "skinny minny". However, there is this instinctual thing in all women where we automatically realize when other women have gained weight. As a matter of fact, the first thing I think of when I see a person I haven't seen for a while is how much weight they have lost or gained. (or none at all if that applies.) Why is this? Women...we suck about that. Really we do. No wonder most of our self images are in the toilet.
Oh Pottery Barn...I love thee. I could masturbate to your catalog. I want to rub my naked body all over your furniture. Why must you taunt me and send me a catalog? WHHHHHYYYYYY?
