It's been weeks since I've posted anything. And I still don't have anything to say today. I just got tired of looking at my hug counter stuck at 450, so I gave myself some hugs. 6_6 That's allowed, isn'it it?

I'm grateful my last name is not Titlow*.

*My apologies (& sympathy) to anyone reading this named "Titlow"

Dangit!
I missed the chance to balance my egg.

I visited with a dear friend this morning.  I'd not seen her in weeks.  It was great to see her, except ( Read more... )

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I don't know what's worse ~ this site or sitting in front of the computer and continuing to click the button to see what happens next. 

I'm always the last one to find stuff out...but I just came across this ~ Brokeback Island.

I have a second LJ account just so I can look at my joomer one and check to make sure my private entries really are private. Color me paranoid. And where did the "color me _____" originate. I'm dating myself by even mentioning that, I think. This weekend a friend made that comment, you know, that she was dating herself because she knew what " ( Read more... )

I hate it when I think I know what someone is talking about and then discover later I was waaaaaay off the mark.  My only consolation is that at least they can't read my mind and know what a dork I am.  Sometimes they already know that I'm a dork ( Read more... )

You Are 50% Weird
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