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40cakesI've got a weird pain on my chest. Not IN my chest, mind you. I can take a big deep breath and nothing hurts, so it's not ribs or lungs. It feels like there's a big bruise in the center of my chest between my boobs and the nape of my neck. Continued inspection reveals no bruise, but man - what the Hell did I do last night?!
I don't trust the "magic key" marshmallows in Lucky Charms. For those who don't know, they appear to be little yellow rectangular marshmallows, but when in milk, the middle melts away to reveal a key shape. Now, what the hell is the middle made of that blends into marshmallow, but melts in milk? What is it putting in my milk? LUCKY YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE LEPRECHAUN, YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL ME!
Someone please remind me that I have no less than 5 knitting/crochet/embroidery projects going on at the moment, and therefore do not need to go buy Sexy Little Knits so I can make a bathing suit.
Kirk's college graduation is today (ooh, look at me, I'm a cradle-robber!) and I thought about calling in sick to surprise him at the graduation, but I had so many sick days from earlier this year, and I wouldn't know where to go, or if I needed tickets, or where to park. Sniff. I guess I'll have to make up for missing it later by [insert your own cum laude pun here. I wonder whatever happened to that icon I used to have...].
I don't trust the "magic key" marshmallows in Lucky Charms. For those who don't know, they appear to be little yellow rectangular marshmallows, but when in milk, the middle melts away to reveal a key shape. Now, what the hell is the middle made of that blends into marshmallow, but melts in milk? What is it putting in my milk? LUCKY YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE LEPRECHAUN, YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL ME!
Someone please remind me that I have no less than 5 knitting/crochet/embroidery projects going on at the moment, and therefore do not need to go buy Sexy Little Knits so I can make a bathing suit.
Kirk's college graduation is today (ooh, look at me, I'm a cradle-robber!) and I thought about calling in sick to surprise him at the graduation, but I had so many sick days from earlier this year, and I wouldn't know where to go, or if I needed tickets, or where to park. Sniff. I guess I'll have to make up for missing it later by [insert your own cum laude pun here. I wonder whatever happened to that icon I used to have...].
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Date: 2006-05-18 02:53 pm (UTC)