I'm pretty sure that mine went ka-boom before you started the trend. Not that it's cheery, but it imploded on it's own.
Yeah. I first found out about your situation around New Years '04, but of course I don't know how long there had been difficulties.
But you didn't post about it. I fear I'm the one who made it seem glamorous.
t hangs head in shame
HOLY SHIT! I already got my MO tax refund in my account, and I efiled TUESDAY.
Hey, MO's fucked up on contraception, but we refund fast. And I'ma spending part of the money on a gyno appt., and the Pill. BWAHHHHAAAHHAA, muthafuckas!!!
and he was bummed because everytime he had smelled it, he couldn't stop thinking of me.
That is just the best thing.
But you didn't post about it. I fear I'm the one who made it seem glamorous.
Actually that means I was talky meat about it much earlier than I had thought. But you were the one who explemplified grace under pressure. Wow, two years ago. Huh.
Did you know that penguins have a secret garden?
A secret garden of luuuuuuuuuuuv?
Erin, how adorably cute.
meara, the Flock of Seagulls hair girl scares me.
ION Daniel put the limeade packets in the coconut matting planters. Jury is still out on whether or not to force him to drink it all up.
And I'ma spending part of the money on a gyno appt., and the Pill. BWAHHHHAAAHHAA, muthafuckas!!!
snerk
And the shirt smelling is really a time-honored method of determining smittenness. Something in our lizard brains, I imagine.
Hee. I just read the email again and I am BLUSHING, I swear.
It's so NOT me.
and he was bummed because everytime he had smelled it, he couldn't stop thinking of me.
Aww. And there are so many ways an "Every time I smell this, I think of you" compliment can go horribly wrong, it's nice to see someone getting good results.
Aww. So cute, Erin!!
FlockOfSeagulls girl was actually nice. I'm kinda hoping she emails me.
One of the other girls, who I gave my email to (but who did not give me hers) emailed me this evening. i think I'll wait until I'm not fuzzyheaded on drugs before I write her back.
i think I'll wait until I'm not fuzzyheaded on drugs before I write her back.
Hmm. I can vote for or against this, based on experience, and I'll just say use your own discretion.
And the shirt smelling is really a time-honored method of determining smittenness. Something in our lizard brains, I imagine.
Lizard brains are particularly skilled at associating smells with emotional states. (Now I'm imagining Vermont telling New Hampshire, "I really love you, man!")