November 30, 2005
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“Let’s take our time, it won’t change overnight.” –Athlete-
Kevin & I made peanut butter cookies to mail to Sean & Kara but today my mom ate half of them.
My favorite quote of the day was, “I wanted to just… go for the gold!” and then later, the euphemistic, “I don’t usually go for the gold with pickles.” Thanks, bud.
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End-of-the-semester crunch-time. I have an article to finish, some applications to fill out, three exams to study for, and four papers to rewrite. Am I awesome or am I awesome?
Brian’s home from Seattle. Good. When Sean comes home, we’ll be complete. I love my screaming retards. 
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I work a 14 hour shift this Saturday. The Lovedrug/Denison concert better be enough to tide me over with happiness all damn day!
PS, I hate when I ask SmarterChild for my horoscope & it replies [service too busy]. Ummm, hellooo?! DAMN it, you robot. Learn to multi-task!
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Comments (8)
Mmm peanut butter cookies sounds yummy. I feel like an idiot, but what is SmarterChild? lol
It generally helps if you say please...
Don't tell him your friends with "Poop" though (that's what he insists my name is)
I have to apologize to him daily before I can get my horoscope on account of something horrid I called him while drunk that I don't recall...
i love end of the semester crunch time!! nothing like it!! good luck w/ all that.
Lovedrug/Denison concert... jealous! HAve fun
"screaming retards?" this is a new one...
damn, you must have really missed that brian-kid while he was in seattle... how long was he gone for? i bet it felt like a REALLY long time to be away from him... he probably feels the same.
haha. luv ya. holler screaming retards, holler.
first of all, if you ever see that t-shirt in real life... give it to me!
also, did you know that when you mail cookies you're supposed to put a piece of bread inside with them? it helps with moisture. no lie. i've been the recipient of both breaded and non-breaded and for the love of God, get a little piece of whitey wonder. haha.
i hope you're doing well, little one! i miss you!
thanks for the intended baked good shipment, and also thanks for the happy birthdayness. birthday happiness? there it is. Mauh!
also, i have never personally screamed while engaging in anything that could be misconstrued as mentally handicapped...so, uh...wtf
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