
Thanks!
my cousin had her baby blessed this morning at church. ben and i were supposed to be there at 9:00. we both overslept and didn’t make it. i text him when i woke up and told him we were the worst cousins ever, but at least well rested ones. he agreed and i imagine went right back to sleep.
not only am i bad with mornings, but i’m bad with religion. i get so bored at church. i just don’t have the attention span for it. i sit and think about all the other stuff i could be doing. which is why i think someone needs to create iChrist. think, podcast religion–i could be spiritually enlightened while at the gym, grocery shopping or even at sbux.
i saw the wedding date today. when i heard the line “i’d rather fight with you than make love with anyone else” i realized this is why i’m single. hearing cheesy classic lines like that and never hearing them in life has forever ruined me. damn actors!
i found this on my doorstep tonight:
i thought perhaps the mormon visiting teachers had struck again. that is until i took a closer look…beer and ice cream, my guilty pleasure foods! who says dreams don’t come true?
a huge thanks to the god of sugar and beer for providing some much needed comfort food!!
it’s no secret i’ve been in a funk lately. with the changes at my office i’m losing all the things important to me. go here to read the latest. feel free to send me sympathy ice-cream–i like chocolate peanut butter the best.
daisy, who did you think i meant…me? she’s got a future in pug porn:
i tried to get a better shot, but at that point she was more into role playing–who am i to judge? i introduce you to kitty pug:
urban princess and i went to a super bowl party at a friend of a friend’s house yesterday. the hostess, katie, was very sweet to let us all come over. it was because of her hospitality that i behaved myself. early in the evening, she walked across the room with her pink ipod in hand. in typical football fashion i wanted to throw my body across the room, tackle her, and intercept the beautiful ipod. BUT, since i was a guest in her home i didn’t.
there was a new guy in the midst, a very, very smart new guy. he noticed i was wearing pink ‘roos, and commented how great they were. i think he almost believed me when i mentioned they made me run faster and jump higher. in fact, i almost believed myself.
the game was interesting enough, but i was really there to see prince and sadly no nipple was shown this year. i do appreciate a good nipple to break up the monotony of football…
i had a great time, and was lucky enough to sample some very tasty chocolate espresso beer. needless to say, i was in heaven.
..which on one hand makes spring closer and that makes me very happy, but on the other hand it means it’s time to worry about valentine’s day and the fact i don’t have a date or even a prospect of a date. valentine’s day is one of my favorite holidays, obviously because of the pink factor. i know it’s a silly, cheesy holiday, but i love it all the same.
midge and i used to go out to dinner and give one another gifts when we didn’t have boyfriends. midge is married and with child so i don’t see that happening this year. totally sucks, since i love vday gifts–buying them, and receiving them alike. i wonder if it’s inappropriate to give them to ex boyfriends, especially since i’ve been working on this: