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i've been going boxing lately. maybe i'll stop punching jules since i now hit bags. ha. yea right. |
The debate is no longer going to be one-sided. I'm squealing like a teenager. I don't care what you think about me. |
Can I get a Ka-KAW!? |
I was early. The flight missed me. I did not miss my flight. Southwest blew it today. |
i'm determined to find the funny in everything. maybe i'll watch das boot tonight as some kind of test. |
Wearing wedge heels. Looking down at my feet every 5 seconds and screaming, "Who's feet are those?! DETACH! DETACH!" |
I ran 1,460 stairs yesterday. And I'm not even saving babies from fires yet. |
Wondering if butt sweat shows up in photographs and why it smells like the water in which one cooks hot dogs. |
notes from this weekend: Shoot. If you're gonna get hit, you may as well do the hitting first. I'll try that next time. |
Notes from last weekend: I forgot to take my pants off. |
I didn't turn off my stupid and forgot sunblock this weekend. The path to melanoma is bright and sunny, but oh how it burns. |
Next year. Mountains to Sound. I wanna mountain bike it. |
Why did people make fun of my sweater last night? I like that sweater. It has big pockets with zippers. What's wrong with people? |
Skated Greenlake. Curses upon ye that walk in the lane for wheels. May a thousand plagues fall upon yer house. |
Let's fill four fish bowls with luke warm hot dog water, stick our hands in, look at each other lovingly and sing. Why not? |
why don't we fill a baby pool with warm coleslaw and jump in? |
I finally grew back half a toe nail. It is so cute! I'll name it Georgette. |
Looking forward to this luncheon thing like a dog looks forward to a walk on a leash. |
looking forward to the end of the day like a kid looks forward to the end of her piano recital. |
I'm looking forward to lunch like it's winter and I'm looking forward to jumping in a river in summer. |
