- my computer desk smells like rice crispy squares and it’s killing my appetite.
- by killing i mean causing excessive salivation.
- i bought them for the doctor to eat for lunch. so far i’ve eaten only one.
- i’m waiting for fancy nancy to show up or call me, lost, and we are going for coffee and a WALK on the seawall, i think.
- my right eye keeps twitching.
- the birthing video was scary.
- scary, like, hyponotizing and worse than horror. i had to cover my eyes at one point and repeat “nonononono. i am NOT gonna be able to do that.” everytime the word medication was brought up – as in for pain, i was a geek and double thumbs-upped.
- we may be getting a win-fall. our crazy luck usually extends solely to money.
- i should say, the doctor is maybe getting a win-fall. but he will share, i think. cuz he’s that kind of good guy. generous. and i think part of him wants to go girly and buy baby shit, too.
- he’s in love with all babies. like, more than me. add my reaction to puppies and kitties and babies together, and you have the doctor when he sees a baby. he’s going to be in love.
- i am supremely mucho excited at the prospect of getting a hot dog from the street vendor on the seawall. MUCHO. like, with relish.
- do you think i meant the condiment?
- i have MORE stupid dishes to do.
- i got my new cheque order in the mail today. they have paw prints along the top and hazey pictures of kitties in the background. this way, everytime that i pay a bill, i can say AW, instead of SHIT.
- i’m off, to conquer tall buildings and small rat-like dogs. it’s a wholesome mission. and it involves…nothing.
sipping on black cherry pop (laid back….)
March 29th, 2006 | Uncategorized
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rilah
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Avery's mom
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Binsk

