December 2007
23 posts
uh...we just saw this tiger?!?!
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071226/ap_on_re_us/tiger_escapes
cant help but say
some super shitty people that have super shitty personality traits that i try to ignore and still be friends with, continue to be super shitty and still make me mad. its the new year, and they should try not being so super shitty.
“you bug”
– bwandon
“I got a spider bite.”
– mom, reguarding spider solitaire, dumbie
shittayy
turns out the only thing worse than getting your period on christmas is having to take in the clothes off the line at 7 pm cause its freezing outside and its dark and the musials dont have flashlights so its hard to see the clothes and another thing thats bad is seeing your doggie shaking before you have to give her a bath because she knows shes going to be wet and she doesnt like it.
today we played family football again, and im back to being the worse player. but its okay because i got 15 pink laffy taffys in my stocking.
catholic family christmas party update
My aunt theresa begins the night by ranting about The Hills and telling me I will be bored in Atascadero. My uncle Greg sends us all target giftcards with notes on the bottom. Mine says “Go back to school or start day trading”. (Day trading is his job that he thinks is great, more importantly, makes a lot of money). On these target card messages, he has spelled most of the words wrong,...
“I do have breasts. They just don’t lactate anymore.”
– Uncle Chuck again
“One time, my cousin put tons of glo sticks into the freezer because someone had...”
– uncle chuck
“Are you tumbling? I can always recognize that face of satisfaction.”
– beth sux
“Guys, look. It’s a super teeny gold man…With a really little torso”
– always clever and unappreciated sidekick of Nic C, Riley.
“Maura?!…How old are you?….I mean, what time is it?”
– olivia
nothing feels better than my lap being warmed by my dog sprawled across it. and real vegetables for dinner. sooo glad to be homo.
“I think a wedding is just a really fun party”
– late night delirium ramblings of beth and myself
packing sucks my phat balls. my back hurts. and have just ended up moving all my shit out of its cupboards and onto the floor. so now i cant walk around either.
“How fucking efficient am I? I’m going to have every nook and cranny...”
– locobro alex
cesus jhrist
Finally finished the horrible day long quest to finish a stupid paper. And I actually did it, 9 1/2 pages+2 pacs of easy mac=success. Not to mention the fact that I’m done with journalism/mass media forever. No more funny faces from Don, no more helpful emails from Dennis, no more passed around scantrons and quarters, no more sudoku, no more advancement in soduku, no more love of...
Nothing
Nothing like sopping wet rain outside. Sopping. Nothing like cheating on your music final and actually doing good but knowing it’s not going to count for anything. Nothing like finishing one essay but not knowing where to turn it into because you spend all class sleeping. Nothing like knowing you have to go out into the sopping rain to turn it in. Nothing like feeling your going to barf from...
“okay, umm, okay, im just gonna weigh this? err, should i make the new...”
– See’s Cutie 