Yeah, the phrase "Oh, is it the Frasier with the misunderstanding???" cropped up many times in the ten minutes I could watch.
Hackneyed queen jokes ("Gay it forward!" "How long have you been sitting on that?" "Since the movie.") age much better.
Okay, why am I on OKCupid? And once you've answered that, why am I chatting with an Irish boxing instructor? I was just trying to iron out my health insurance issues, and I walked past the screen and IM and...I don't want to date anyone. I put the profile up in one of my middle of the night dilaudid hangovers.
Bwahahaha!
Laugh now. If Dylan isn't doing this yet, I am sure he will.
Also, lesson learned: pureed apples are higher appeal than rice cereal.
Hi ita! We still have sweet potato pie if you are interested.
But nope. He learned if he blew raspberries WHILE eating, it was even funnier.
Aunts are evil. We really are.
We teach things like raspberries *before* eating and then wait for the inevitable to happen. Then we go home.
bon bon, the weird bank thing could be your security deposit -- check with your landlord, maybe?
Hivemind Question--outside holiday decorations: what do you do? Lights, wreath, nothing, huge animated displays? Now that we have a house I want to do something, within the bounds of me being an athiest and the husband being Jewish. I may not believe in God, but I do believe deeply in festvity.
I have a huge thing that I wish we (as a culture) put up Winter Lights, not Christmas Lights. Banish the darkness!
At my parents' house, it's a little bit of culture clash: my mother puts a classy wreath on the door, and my father puts up lots of lights on the porch that may or may not be colored and may or may not blink.
lesson learned: pureed apples are higher appeal than rice cereal.
Oh, hello. You could have just asked. I've been binging on applesauce all week. Oh, and the Del Monte pears. I love drinking that juice.
Okay, I'm fight-flirting with some random guy. Please make it stop before I invite him to the centre so we can beat the crap out of each other.
ita, back away from the keyboard.
laundry is up and airdrying. yay productive. I think I need to go to bed soon and not waste the opportunity.
He's gone...but he asked me to send him krav pictures so he can get them on his handheld at some party tonight.
I'm supposed to feel kinda dirty right now, aren't I?
At least he fights too. If a guy gets off on that sort of stuff, he needs to bring something to the table. It's no fun beating up people who can't put up a fight.
Also? I need to remember I'm NOT DATING ANYONE because I DON'T WANT TO DATE ANYONE. Very key.
Okay, back to
About Last Night...
I'm supposed to feel kinda dirty right now, aren't I?
yep.
Yesterday was pedicure day. I wish tomorrow were massage day.
ita, invite him over and kick his ass
