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Oh, my! That IS a big moon. |
Making twitter bedder: http://inbedder.com/twitter/ |
@nippys Legalize It |
As I sit down to compose my entry for the writing competition, I hear the lyrics "Her stories are boring and stuff" taunting me. |
The holiday season seems to really bring out the asshole in people. |
Today's Spanish Rice in the crock pot much better than yesterday's Caldo de Pollo (or what will be remembered as Caldo de Culo). |
Am I the only one who thought it was "the quid pro quo" instead of "the Cuervo Gold" in Hey Nineteen? |
What is it about eggnog that makes it taste so delicious? Ah, yes. It's the bourbon. |
I have a friend who always calls me, "Fatso." He's kidding, right? |
Dinner I cooked for eight? Done. Dishes? Done. Two half bottles left on the table? On their way to my stomach. It was a lovely b-day indeed. |
Today my walking partner and I reached an all time low when mid-trail we stopped at Taco Cabana for breakfast tacos. |
I won't go into how I know this, just trust me when I say, "Waxing yourself is never a good idea." |
Regarding that last twit: I forgot to add, "by someone's father." |
I was just called a cheatin (at Catch Phrase) hoe then kicked out of a dinner party. |
Today my mother asked my vegan ex-brother-in-law if he eats normal food yet. |
My father just had me listen to studio recordings of his country singing (five songs). Fine. I'm jealous. |
This Thanksgiving brought to you by the letters E-L-I-J-A-H C-R-A-I-G and by the number Xanax. |
It seems like I laugh more when I'm miserable. |
Drinking whiskey. Preparing the bird for tomorrow. Listening to "Damn It Feels Good to Be a Gangsta." And it do. |
Well, this is perfect. It's the day before Thanksgiving and my fat jeans fit like a glove. Tomorrow I wear a muumuu. |
