Jun 182008
Urgent. Will die without reading.
- 17:26 Chooch waged war on baby powder before I left for work and I think I have some up my nose. #
- 20:37 I sign up for book clubs then consistently neglect to decline monthly selections. I just got three books sent today.
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A sickness. #
- 20:38 I’m going to start renting them out to Janna for like, $50 a book. She’d pay it too. #
- 09:37 For breakfast, Chooch is scooping up strawberry oatmeal w/ tortilla chips. Its delicious. There’s some flax seed up in that bitch too. #
- 10:09 If you ask Chooch what his name is, he says Riley and I’m not sure how he knows that but thank god. #
- 13:54 Henry: you really need to take fucking cooking classes. Ill even pay for it. #
- 17:53 I am really fucking bored with my life. Clearly the solution is an extended stay at the nearest strip club, post haste. #
- 21:17 I’m having these weird flashes of listening to Neil Sedaka and wearing a daisy-chain crown. #
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(other than your blog in its entirity)
your tweets are more interesting and funny than anything on the internet… just so you know. i love them.
10:09 If you ask Chooch what his name is, he says Riley and I’m not sure how he knows that but thank god. #
that’s amazing!!!!!!!!!!!
Henry said the tweets are his least favorite, but I want to keep them because they’re indicative to whatever mindset I’m in at the time, so I have to put them somewhere, you know? If he doesn’t like them, he doesn’t have to read them.
Twitter hater, he is. Good thing he’s not running for office, because I smell smear campaign!
Oh man, Tery does that too. Which is how we ended up with a copy of Norman Schwartzkopf’s (sic) “It Doesn’t Take a Hero.” Now we have a running joke of hiding it where the other will find it unexpectedly. Old Norm’s book is worth its weight in laughs, let me tell you.
I adore you and Tery!