May 052009
Earth-shattering updates throughout the day. Please try to continue breathing while taking it all in.
- 14:33 About to go dig up some bodies in the cemetery with @saucalisha. I wonder when I should tell her. #
- 15:48 twitpic.com/4hymw – Picking out tombstones, typical Sunday. #
- 16:55 twitpic.com/4i4m8 – Why do I do these things to myself. #
- 18:40 GO ANAHEIM! Poor dejected Red Wings. Wah. #
- 19:01 Me: “Get out of my studio!” Henry: “Uh, no. Get out of my KITCHEN. I’m trying to cook.” What’s more important?? Wait. Don’t answer that. #
- 19:30 Fuck, food tastes so much better when its cooked by Henry. Or mostly anyone other than me, really. #
- 19:35 I’m eating pierogies that are fully cooked, professionally seasoned, and aren’t capped with melted plastic! #
- 21:52 Shit, you make one phone call on a three-year-old’s foot & you’re charged out the ass for roaming. #
- 10:14 Keep hearing songs that remind me of my favorite summer. Clearly its a sign from God to become a drunk whore again. #
- 10:56 @saucalisha I think first I’ll just stop wearing a bra. You know, ease myself back into the lifestyle. #
- 12:23 twitpic.com/4jrt9 – Holla to ur drunken mama. What? #
- 14:10 I’m so glad Donald Trump introduced me to Annie Duke because I needed a new face to visualize while kick-boxing. #
- 20:25 It really is the Crosby Ovechkin Show, jesus shit. #
- 21:42 Well, at least Crosby matched Rot-mouth’s, I mean Ovechkin’s hat trick. #
- 22:19 Its good to look up & see that my son is watching some bloody adult-oriented cartoon on YouTube. I really am fantastic at this mom shit. #
- 11:57 Say, what’s that organ located on the right side of the body? No reason, other than I think its been punctured by my cage-fighter son. #
- 12:20 I just got a request to make an Abraham Lincoln monster and this prospect tickles me to no end. #
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