Here it is. I hope you catch that photograph of me in the bubble bath rolling around the internet somewhere. That big lump of bubbles...ain't exactly bubbles...heheheehehehe. OH, and that is a PBR.
This will, potentially be a pic heavy cut. If you count heavy as being 3. Since my wife has been striken with a sickness that even Job would not want, I've been tending to the familial upkeep as best as a man can, which I might add, isn't much. Y'all wifey women folk sure do a lot of shit. With that being said, lemme chronical my funness.
This weekend and monday, it was Miss L. Yesterday, A. has been down with the sickness, and today it is rockin' steady in her system filling her with aches, pains, and fevers. Isn't this how them zombie movies always start out? :)
I wish you well, dear, and hopefully it won't stay too damned long.
It's my ninth wedding anniversary today! We both took the day off and are currently headed to breakfast. The day holds...breakfast, home inspections, and tattoos...so far.
Holy hell. I got it up, and, prolly, it's more bizarre and random than ever, but that's what you jackels want anyways, right? Have fun. Ask questions. Molest your friends list.
I'm feeling the love today. If I can ever stop shitting myself, I've been on the toilet since 530pm. You're right, Heath. Completely right. All I can say right now is "Wow". More to come later.
We went to AAARRRRRR-by's today for lunch. We saw a pirate there. Well a guy with an eye-patch. I made up a funny story about the 'Jerk Pit' and some wayward semen as a result. We were also told to 'Come back, now, ya hear!?!', by the toothless cashier, but, before I turned to be cordial, wonderputz rang this crazy bell, like one you'd find on a ship,
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