I refuse to think that's weird. I will eat my breakfast and my lunch in any order I want.
I refuse to think that's weird. I will eat my breakfast and my lunch in any order I want.
I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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4 Comments:
The downstairs lab guy had a cheeseburger for breakfast today.
He blamed me.
Sure makes me happy.
I hope that is either cooked sushi or fresh raw sushi you got that morning. Overnite raw sushi could cause some major intestinal problems...
My roomate from college would have steak. I asked him, "Why the f*** are you eating steak for breakfast."
He mentioned, "Haven't you heard of steak and eggs for breakfast?"
"But there are no eggs, and you are eating cold steak straight from the aluminum foil it was wrapped in."
Hi, good to see the blog is still going strong! Take care and God Bless!
'Rez, I'm proud of you.
Fatwonkkid, it was cooked sushi, of course, I know my way around a chopstick.
And I eat steak like that too. No one has ever been able to offer me a reason why I shouldn't.
Open your mind a little, to the possibilites.
*blows a kiss to Ruan*
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