Friday, October 01, 2004


Dudes. I am in a great mood. But I'm also ready to fucking knock satchel's block off right about now. The fucker is sick, sick and germy and disgusting and did I mention germy? Do you think the fucker has stayed home once to get better? No. The bastard has even still come in on the weekends, and you know; it's rude. IF YOU ARE SICK THEN FUCKING STAY HOME. No one wants his germs and quite frankly I'm getting tired of disinfecting everything he fucking touches. I'm not even joking, I go around with the can of lysol and the lysol wipes more often than I care to think about. I have used half a bottle of hand sanitizer this week and am fucking petrified I'll catch something before the wedding.

In other news if you were able to see inside my house this morning you would have seen me in my underwear and wedding shoes vacuuming. Seriously. I need to break in the ol' wedding shoes because they're a wee bit tight across the bridge of my foot. So I got up, took a shower, put on my undies and wedding shoes and cleaned the house. I CANNOT WAIT to get all of the clutter out that we are stocking up on due to the wedding. I should take a picture of our dining room to give you an idea; it's stacked tall with wedding shit.


1. Last time you smiled:

That's a dumb question I smile all the time. I'm sure it was probably a few minutes ago when my coworker and I were discussing last night's debate. (Which, I might add I though Kerry did well in, though he could have been better. I was not at all impressed with Bush after all this talk of his 'skilled debate reputation'... if that was skilled then Kerry has no worries. And incidentally, I finally noticed that Satchel looks like a short fat older version of George Bush with glasses. They have the same lips and facial expressions. I hate both of those ugly fuckers.)

2. First time you can remember being proud of yourself:

I have no idea... maybe when my dad taught me to read, it was a few days or weeks before kindergarten and I am pretty sure I was proud of it.

3. Last time you lied:

I don't know... I don't make it a habit to lie but I won't hesitate if the situation calls for it... heh, want to be my friend?!

4. First time you felt true sadness:

when my dad had his stroke... or when NKOTB broke up. ;-)

5. Last time you you made a tough decision:

Every day is full of tough decisions. (today's was which shoes to wear. The skecher hiking boots won that one by the way.)

My little molly dolly

That's his playful face

Now he's bored with me

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