Yes Z, it has been almost 3 months since I posted. :P

Anyway, I think the point of this LJ is going shift a bit. For the most part I will probably be using this as a chronicle of my/our journeys through planning a wedding, because if you didn't know already... T and I are getting hitched!

The date is set: October 5th 2008. A Sunday and a ( Read more... )

T and I are sick to the point of absurdity. We both have strep and have spent a total of about 4 hours awake so far today. Note that it is almost 10 PM. A couple of hours ago we had some herbal tea and went up to bed to lay down. I don't quite remember how it started. Something to do with Iron Man, maybe. But soon we were singing snippets ( Read more... )

... you would have heard me talking about my butt and Liz being desperate over our paging system. Yeah. Apparently my calendar hit the page button on my phone, and, well... now Wynnewood knows Liz wants a hunk o' burning love. I rule.

Dear Carol,

I hate you. You are fully capable of walking your gimpy ass an extra three feet to the condiment stand and getting your own splenda, napkins and a fork. Also, why the hell were you staring at my tits while you were forcing me to talk to you? Freak.

Love,
Bonnie

Stupid things said in the cafe recently ( Read more... )

So I go to work yesterday and find not Z in the cafe, as I expected to. I find Liz and Jordan jostling around near the register like a pair of bumper cars. I didn't notice Luke, as he was halfway down the espresso machine drain. It took me about 5 minutes to orient myself. Then I noticed Luke. Know what he was doing? Z knows. Z is painfully ( Read more... )

Bonnie: "Did you buy condoms?"
Eric: "How do you know I don't already have some?"
Bonnie: "Did you bring condoms?"
Eric: "I'm not going out for a booty call."
Bonnie: "Yeah, but when booty calls you must answer."

Then he went to the grocery store and bought zit cream, condoms, and a toothbrush.

That sounds disturbingly like that kid's game.

Z is a big tool and claims to not be playing More Than Words by Extreme, but I don't believe him ( Read more... )

Bonnie to Z: "Theresa's bush was attacked by squirrels today ( Read more... )

I love my desk at work. Some of my personal effects: a little pair of smooching monkeys, the tag of which is addressed "To B.H. Monkey, From T. Worm." I love T. Worms. They are the best worms ever. Also there is a knitted red rose from a certain T. Worm. There are pictures of kitties, pictures of worms. Also a collection of Post-It notes ( Read more... )