Sep 132008
 

Urgent. Will die without reading.

  • 13:01 Unmotivated x 89. #
  • 14:28 Chooch found Marcy’s old purple velvet rhinestone “choker” (not collar!) and is insistent on putting it on her. This should be good. #
  • 15:18 Chiodos in two weeks. Tunnel vision employed. #
  • 18:15 I’m sick for the thirty-fifth time this year. #
  • 18:38 Letting the Supernatural DVD babysit my kid. #
  • 21:19 twitpic.com/b5s0 – Unwinding with eyeball play. #
  • 09:23 my blog doesn’t translate very well in LiveJournal’s syndicated feed. #
  • 17:11 I need to take a class on how to manage sickness with grace, and realizing that a cold doesn’t have to be debilitating. Fuck. #
  • 22:14 Even when I’m sick, Henrys hands won’t wash a single dish. Dickstick. #
  • 09:47 Blake and I want Dunkin Donuts but I’m sure Henry will find a way to kibosh it. #
  • 12:17 In one single morning, I succeeded in burning not one but two pots into complete ruin. I am a kitchen master. #

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  3 Responses to “When Tweets Attack”

  1. 14:28 Chooch found Marcy’s old purple velvet rhinestone “choker” (not collar!) and is insistent on putting it on her. This should be good.

    oh god! was it!?!?

  2. p.s i hope you keep feeling better! <3

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