Why must guys sit like their legs hate each other? On a subway no less.
I make it my civil duty to sit next to them hoping they hurt something.
Douches.
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Why must guys sit like their legs hate each other? On a subway no less.
I make it my civil duty to sit next to them hoping they hurt something.
Douches.
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Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 8:26 PM 6 comments
I don't know what the hell is going on in the world right now. All I know is they have now replaced the letter M with B when referring to economical problems and my brain cannot grasp that amount of money. And now my bank is Chase? which really pisses me off because I specifically chose WaMu because I like saying it.
But the good news is I do have a Cafe du Monde coffee can to put the $12.83 I possess just in case we are transported back to the depression. The bad news, I don't have a yard to bury it in.
Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 8:51 PM 5 comments
Labels: Politically (In)correct.
Exactly a year ago I was on a plane embarking on this new chapter of my life.
I don't even know that girl anymore.
My, how time flies and how much you can change in as little as one year.
One down, a few more to go before it's time to reaccess the situation.
Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 12:11 PM 3 comments
Labels: Adventures in Gotham City
Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 9:27 AM 4 comments
Labels: Dirty Laundry
I love my roommates?!
They were serious about the formal dinner and we are probably not eating until midnight.
And it's ok. That's how we roll.
But we are all drunk. I am in charge of reading the directions for the Baked Alaska dessert for my roommate but I can't read and she refuses to do what I tell her.
The living room has been rearranged. We have a table setting. We will all put formal wear on and be ready in 5 minutes and I am not sure how good of a plan it is to put the bridesmaids dress on.
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Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 10:07 PM 1 comments
I ZIPPED THE DRESS!
Now I can't breathe. I could feel my ribs becoming one with the material. But it zips, that's all that matters. The pills were a success, but I'm going to quit taking them until next week, they were making me a little crazy. I haven't slept right all week.
Last night, I watched the entire Season Premier of Grey's Anatomy (did anyone else think it was a little over the top? I mean a karmatic icicle? come on!) with it on in the hopes that if I continue to put it on, I will stretch the fabric (I need to fit a bra in there because I do not want to go down the Duck tape route.)
So tonight, the roomies and I have decided we are going to eat dinner in formal wear. Aren't they sweet? Even their friend visiting from Oklahoma is going to wear a sports coat. How much fun!
Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 11:57 AM 4 comments