discolé monade

really really. looks like he took his own life.

pffft. i am a far cry from ultimate mom. and lmao at food thieves of evil~mart.

he's a poser. i seem to recall that he claimed to have played the 'goat hill' and i was like....i dont' remember that.

you shut your whore mouth.

you'll need to add me. i haven't been on lately. *see op* but, we got rainy days coming up, so i'll probably veg. out and start re:2 over. claire....is a wasteful jerk that can't seem to put a zombie down with a head shot. takes 3-5 damn head shots.

balls.

well of course you have. one game system, to rule them all.

i was thinking about boston the other day. quincy market specifically. the zone. the red line. safe travels my friend. and may the wind be at your back.

well...it wasn't shopping as in needed things. more like spoiling the kids and getting a couple things for the yard sprucing.

the salt water taffy is the best. i didn't get any this trip. because my dumb ass would have sat in this bed eating every bit of them. i did get some mint choco fudge, a couple truffles, and some choco cashew and dark choco pecan. or visa~versa. i don't care for the over whelming smell of sweet, but once you're in there looking around, it passes.

w. defoe was the only good thing of the american live action. i've still yet to see the japanese live action. now...as far as cowboy bepop goes. my gawd they better not get ryan reynolds. not his style. i saw benjamin cumberlandfarms in 'spike' garb...and i have to say. he looked the part. but...not entirely sure that his acting style will fit. i would like to see what tom hardy would look like as jet black. maybe. his acting style is deliberate and might be a good fit.

what does 'bird dogging' mean?

i'm waiting on seeds to get here. and i just ordered a butt load of yarn. i think i want a pair of slip on leather shoes. in red...but i just can't pull the trigger. online shopping has the advantage of the little kid in me waiting on the mail.

yeah...i'd be out in the snow doing something stupid, i'm sure.

my body ~ 'you jerk, thanks for really pushing me. here...have some foot pain and knee fubar for your trouble. and as an added bonus i'll remind you of that pesky sciatica. you are welcome' my brain ~ 'but eveything looks so colorful and clean and new and sparkly ^.^ ' supposed to get thunderstorms. so hopefully i can finish this blanket today. get started on some turtles or yoshi.

pffft. it's just a game. a sleep~over folly. and all the scary answers being 'pushed' onto you by that one mean girl. that said, do not play with that thing in the house. you don't get to use my garden/shed area to play with it. you don't not get to let the boy play with it. the girl will be curious. i'd rather you didn't. am i afraid of them, nope. am i going to set up seance with you. nope. the fuck i am not.

i can tell you this. up north, we call them 'sewer roaches'

admin hotline pat~yeah...i just did that thing again hotline~yip pat~so....... hotline~fat finger f*ck? pat~gawd damnit.

so is your new schtick to take seriously shitty photos...then come back with 'bitch i got the bestest phone in all the lands' ?

when i think about 'cracker barrel' the television program the character 'rhodes' had was cracker barrel.

i like that i got the blood of vikings. and i had a really awesome idea for a new super heroine. and there's time travel. and stuff and things.

'palmetto' bugs *but seriously, who is the south trying convince these aren't giant flying asshole roaches* this warmer weather is drawing them out.

ok. nope..not her. it was funnier in my head. >.>

oh brother.... says the man that leaves the minute a licker jumps out of the ceiling.