It seemed fitting.
If once a month I was in pain because of the flush-water swirling the wrong way or everybody calling me Shelia I supposed I'd send out for something different.
'First Date'
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It seemed fitting.
If once a month I was in pain because of the flush-water swirling the wrong way or everybody calling me Shelia I supposed I'd send out for something different.
Trudy, my sistah in solitariness! I'm sitting home with my latte and brownie, watching "Hooked on Drugs" on the History Channel. Not taking any, but wishing.
Is it beyond reasonable to be just a tad pissed that after pointing out the tray of brownies I wanted one from, the sales clerk at Starbucks gave me the wrong kind? I mean, it's a very good brownie, but it's not the flavor of brownie I wanted, that my tastebuds craved, nay--demanded! I guess I will have to go drown my sorrows with some of the booze I've got stashed around my house. What should I have? Sherry, Drambuie, Prairie Fume (a smoky white wine), Essencia (an orange liqeur) or should I open the Prosecco to make Kir Royales? Decisions, decisions.
I am consoling myself that I had plans, dammit.
Sister just called back. I actually got a little teary about this shit. Feh.
Oh, when I peroxided the red-pedicured toe the bubbles came out all around the nail -- I bet I lose the sucker.
Simon le Bon is still hot. Nick Rhodes looks pretty much the same.
DRAMBUIE!
Ryan Seacrest is subtly ragging on Paris Hilton. He keeps starting to say something about her and then changes the subject. SO funny. Now I might be forced to like him slightly.
Hee. As you wish, Trudy. I have a feeling this particular Christmas present is not going to last much past the New Year, I've already partaken of one small glass earlier.
It does sound like you might lose the toenail. I've kicked things hard enough to have that happen. And now that toenail is only about half the size it was originally. Wierd.
Essencia (an orange liqeur)
Oh, I haven't had that in ages. In my house it was known as muskrat wine. (It's a muscat).
Ooh, but I'll join you in a glass of drambuie. Maybe draw a bath first.
had a glittery bath. there will be a party later - but being all slow and domestic now.
Quiet evening in at home for this Bitch. I'd been looking forward to it, but I kind of wish I had more local friends with whom I could go hang at a moment's notice.
Muskrat wine! I like that. I may have to abscond with it.
My bath was sans glitter. It was, however, avec Lush at least. I'm running very low. I may have to resort to ordering some online and paying their exorbitant shipping charge. Or, making a road trip to Chicago. Hmmm.
Or, making a road trip to Chicago.
Or, making a road trip to Chicago.
Or, making a road trip to Chicago.
Or, making a road trip to Chicago.
See - you say it enough and it just sounds better and better.