Just to twist the mop a little further, Christofph ... tis noon, I have just woken up, it's a lovely warm drizzly day outside. It'll prolly warm up, just so some of us unemployed (UNEMPLOYED, I AM UNEMPLOYEDDD!! EEEEEE!!!) can take nice long walks down to the shops, not spend anything, come back to the nice cool house, change for a gig tonight.
Yes, damn us and our Southern Hemisphere. We have Decembers with the windows and doors wide open, flowers on the warm breezes, the sky deepening shades of glorious purples, kids playing in the streets at eight in the night because there's still enough light, and music floating out of the houses ...
I'll tell you about Christmas another time ... hee.
Married people = gross. Married people our age = super gross. Ugh.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!nitesDecember 2 2004, 03:07:11 UTC
those chicken fajitas were amazing! cutest thing ever was seeing you in those jeans + work shirt slaved over the stove, oh and the nerdy glasses *sigh* ... .. ... MADE tiramisu? stop lying chris! but serously, it was just one of the wonders i experienced this morning ;) ... .. ... you talk to much about this julie character... it sounds ugly.
Re: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!lovecomeslaterDecember 2 2004, 14:22:49 UTC
Hey! I didn't say I MADE tiramisu, jerk-bag! When I said, "made", it was only referring to fajitas. I have never made and will never make a successful dessert.
Re: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!lovecomeslaterDecember 2 2004, 15:07:19 UTC
The only reason I mention Julie is her close relation to Graeme, whom I wish I still had a friendship with. Oh, and you should see me in an apron. I should get some cheesy one that says, "Cooks do it with oil" or something. Yeah, that would suit me just fine. Fine like you, baby...
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dont kill the mice plz
moping makes things better
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Nothin's gonna happen to the mice, at least by my hand. I'm sure sooner or later they're gonna die from the chemical fumes in the back.
I've never found that moping helped me out. Seeing happy people does, though.
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Just to twist the mop a little further, Christofph ... tis noon, I have just woken up, it's a lovely warm drizzly day outside. It'll prolly warm up, just so some of us unemployed (UNEMPLOYED, I AM UNEMPLOYEDDD!! EEEEEE!!!) can take nice long walks down to the shops, not spend anything, come back to the nice cool house, change for a gig tonight.
Yes, damn us and our Southern Hemisphere. We have Decembers with the windows and doors wide open, flowers on the warm breezes, the sky deepening shades of glorious purples, kids playing in the streets at eight in the night because there's still enough light, and music floating out of the houses ...
I'll tell you about Christmas another time ... hee.
Married people = gross. Married people our age = super gross. Ugh.
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Oh, and you should see me in an apron. I should get some cheesy one that says, "Cooks do it with oil" or something. Yeah, that would suit me just fine. Fine like you, baby...
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