Hey, fellas and bitches! (Miss me?)

Dropped off the radar for a while due to a massive work schedule, crippling headaches, and Quinn's obsession with playing City of Villains every moment of the day he is not at work.

Of those three, I hate City of Villians the most, as it has deprived me of sleep (nearly cost me my job, that) sex (GRRRRRRRR) and sanity. This retarded game has lead to most of the fights we've ever had. I liked the one where I tore the cord out of the wall and then tried to rip Quinn's arms off at four in the morning in a fit of slight hysteria.

Etc.
In No Particular Order

~ Bet John that Green Lakes is, in fact, a topless beach. Fucker owes me ten bucks.

~ Orange flavored Hostess cupcakes. All I've been eating.

~ Speaking of eating, Roxanne and Deborah got a divorce. OMGDRAMA.

~ The Bravo channel has eaten my soul.

~ If people smoke in the house, they get beat. Mercilessly. With an old ski pole.

~ Silver shoes no longer exist.

~ Nudity on various levels is not something to be afraid of. Although it is amusing to watch Jer get all flustered.

~ Woody's girlfriend, Cara, has been living with us since late June. She leaves on Tuesday.

~ According the shrink who bought a coffee today, I matter as a person. I am not nobody.

~ Registered for a grueling semseter.

~ Leaving Lucky Moon (& Stars, now) at the end of the month.

~ Looking for another job.

~ Made Quinn clean. You can now see the floor of our bedroom.

~ I need Microsoft Word. With an almost unendurable desperation.

~ Bought a new bikini. Haven't used it, even in Vegas.

~ Started reading War and Peace: everyone is a princess.

~ Obviously, haven't finished.


Next episode: two weddings and a graduation (as recorded in a text message conversation.)

Hey, fellas and bitches! (Miss me?)

Dropped off the radar for a while due to a massive work schedule, crippling headaches, and Quinn's obsession with playing City of Villains every moment of the day he is not at work.

Of those three, I hate City of Villians the most, as it has deprived me of sleep (nearly cost me my job, that) sex (GRRRRRRRR) and sanity. This retarded game has lead to most of the fights we've ever had. I liked the one where I tore the cord out of the wall and then tried to rip Quinn's arms off at four in the morning in a fit of slight hysteria.

Etc.
In No Particular Order

~ Bet John that Green Lakes is, in fact, a topless beach. Fucker owes me ten bucks.

~ Orange flavored Hostess cupcakes. All I've been eating.

~ Speaking of eating, Roxanne and Deborah got a divorce. OMGDRAMA.

~ The Bravo channel has eaten my soul.

~ If people smoke in the house, they get beat. Mercilessly. With an old ski pole.

~ Silver shoes no longer exist.

~ Nudity on various levels is not something to be afraid of. Although it is amusing to watch Jer get all flustered.

~ Woody's girlfriend, Cara, has been living with us since late June. She leaves on Tuesday.

~ According the shrink who bought a coffee today, I matter as a person. I am not nobody.

~ Registered for a grueling semseter.

~ Leaving Lucky Moon (& Stars, now) at the end of the month.

~ Looking for another job.

~ Made Quinn clean. You can now see the floor of our bedroom.

~ I need Microsoft Word. With an almost unendurable desperation.

~ Bought a new bikini. Haven't used it, even in Vegas.

~ Started reading War and Peace: everyone is a princess.

~ Obviously, haven't finished.


Next episode: two weddings and a graduation (as recorded in a text message conversation.)