Oh man my guts.
Yeah, I missed a few days of fiber. I was eating chocolate cake with chocolate frosting:
Ignore the boxes in the background...they do not exist...stare into this light...don't I have a pretty singing voice? For a fee I ...
female cough 1
I have a rotten cold.
I wonder if there has ever been anything other than a rotten, lousy or miserable cold? Perhaps a fantastic or wonderful cold?
Anyway, I have one and it's a mean fucker. The coughing isn't so ...
I've got two pimples that look like a snake bite right where my lip joins my chin in the crease. I look even more ridiculous than usual. It has to be the ice cream, right? That damned strawberry ice cream.
Yeah, ...
This coffee is friggin' awesome.
What the Hell happened to my house? It's wrecked.
Having woken at five thirty am, I was feeling oddly fine. I shuffled into the kitchen, then the living room. In fact, I felt better than I had ...
Captains Log
Star Date 11201.01
We have successfully traversed the wormhole termed and labeled simply "2011" and are in a vast, new universe complete with its own resplendent planetary focal "Mii" as apposed to a star as in the last universe visited. ...
OK so you all are out there partying and I’m doing what I do best, sitting in my cat pajamas eating all natural whole cranberry sauce and being a jerk on the internet while still in my polka dot rain ...
Gimme' your hand.
No, really...feel my belly.
It's all warm and full of ricotta omelet with onion and salt/pepper. I'm allowed this deliciousness on the Low Glycemic Load Diet.
I woke at about four am and, even though my eyes didn't want to ...
So, I broke my balls yesterday evening.
Actually I broke only three of my balls.
We put up the Christmas tree last night. I managed to break three ornaments ( I call them Christmas balls and that sends Lizz into a fit ...
Years ago, because I didn't want to go on medication, I went to a quack doctor...well he wasn't a quack exactly but he was a liar which makes him a quack-by-proxy... He said he was a "biochemist" and that he ...
I need a new scale. Mine likes to screw with my head. I hate it's guts.
Yesterday it registered a a four pound loss. Today it's saying that not only didn't I lose four pounds but I GAINED two pounds.
Crazy fuck.
Shut ...
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