Trophy wife + recent breeder + step-monster + low-brow "artist" + former Pussyfoot Girl + pal-for-life + ruler of Castle Grayskull + trouble maker + serial blogger + rock-n-roller + stalker + wit slinger + Ms. Pac-Man champ + complete klutz + young professional + partial mermaid + sarcastic skunk + perpetual teenager + celebrity in my own mind + total Veronica.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Gonna get rowdy. Gonna get a little unruly.
Bad blogger! Bad! And for once, I have tons and tons of garbage to talk about! Every night before I hit the sheets (I've been spending some good quality time sleeping at my house recently), I think about spewing some words out on to this page but it just doesn't happen. Television, pillows, and a stuffed ghost win out. And the topics in my head and just all over the map! Very little of them are about boys which should make you happy since I have recently become an emotional SAP ASS! I promise to catch up tonight if I can. That's a bad promise. I'll TRY to catch up and fill your heads full of rubbish. What I PROMISE is that I am going to blog EVERY DAY in October. Even if I just write SLEAZE-BAG in big letters on the page or post a pciture of me pretending to be a carrot vampire (or a carrot walrus depending on your interpretation). So I say it, so it shall be done.
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2 comments:
good. you better get back on the ball lady.
Lisa
Yes, but can you be a FLAMING CARROT vampire?!!!
-Carol High Hair
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