Today Is The Day
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Today is the day. Today is the day my best friend from East Middle School walks back into my life, forever.Ok, well not forever, just a few days, but forever sounded so much more umm, slutty romance novelesque.And I do love the slutty.I'm so excited, I just can't hide it..Oh Lord, here I go breaking into song. I really have got to stop doing that.Stop! In the name of love..Well, shit, doesn't look it's going to stop. Oh well, You're stuck with it now.I haven't got much to say. Or care to write about today. Although, I should. Since, I won't be in tomorrow to do something for fantastical friday.Ha, fantastical. That word.Yea, I have nothing. Oh wait.Yes. I.Do. Eh, never mind. It's not worth typing out. Not to mention the fact, it makes me look like an ass.And since it's my blog - I choose to look like the amazing princess I am.Ok, scratch out amazing princess and insert mediocre quarters player and it's a tad bit more correct.Yea, I'm done for the day. It's almost time to ta
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Such A Man
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Many of you know my husband personally. Well not too personally - oh hell, who am I kidding? Everyone's seen his 'tumor' or his ass at one point. I swear, that man is more proud of his junk than Britney Spears and Lindsey Lohan combined. Yea, I went there people, but at least I didn't actually post the pictures.I may be white trash - but at least I'm classy. I mean, I drink wine but who needs to know it comes from a box, right? Anyhow, let's quit with the naked cooter celebrity gossip because by the time I post this blog I'm sure another bald snatch will show up somewhere in Hollywood. Back to Al.Many of you know him from childhood which means you remember what he looked like before puberty grabbed hold of him and turned his face into a furry beast. So, I just want you to keep in mind that I do not. I've always known him with a goatee. Monday night Al came home feeling tipsy after a meeting he had to go to. No surprise seeing as the bar is right next door to their hall, and if
We Were Such Sexy Beasts
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Ok wow.What a weekend.Ya'll missed out on something special, and I refuse to share any of it.So this blog is over.Ok, yea, just kidding. I'm too much of an attention whore not to fully explain every detail of my weekend for your amusement and mine as well. Although, mucho much happened so it won't all be in this blog. I'd hate to put you on Tamara-Overload.That's something you just can't jump back from. I'm not like riding a bike. Everytime you get on me it will be a new and exciting adventure. Ok, whoa. My perverted sense of humor must be on stealth seeing as when I typed that it took me at least 2 times to understand why it didn't sound so good. That or I'm just extremely exhausted. I'm going with exhausted. So, let's start it off shall we - Thursday I had planned on leaving work early to pick up Mele from the airport. But her flight was delayed (something about fog) and from that she missed her layover flight. So, she didn't end up getting in till about 10:30 that night.
The Rest
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Ok, so I didn't post yesterday to talk about the remainder of my weekend.Work kills me when they expect me to do things. Not to mention I wasn't in the best mood. I just didn't feel like typing. Yatta, Yatta, excuses, excuses.So, basically I'm forcing myself to write right now. Sometimes I do that - eventually the flow goes and it's all gravy from there.Let's start shall we.Saturday We woke up, Al left early - something about bulldozing or a waterheater - I can't really recall.I made some apple turnovers. Yumminess was settled in our tummies.We got ready for Sarah's wedding, I made Al a couple of bacon sandwiches (I'm an awesome wife), dropped them off with him and we were on the road.It was about an hour and half ride there, not bad really, and we were early so we hung out at McDonalds.Yes, we are sooo cool.About half an hour till the wedding was scheduled to start we were settled down in the back of the church.Gorgeous little chapel. Very festive with Christmas decorations,
A Day, Sadly Enough That Would Be My Last
1970-01-01 00:59:59
It was a cloudy day. A day that oozed mystery.A day like no other. A day, sadly enough, that would be my last. I first noticed him while walking down the hallway; he didn't look much like the other guys. In fact, he looked nothing like the other boys in school. Perhaps, that was why I felt so drawn to him. Something different, something mysterious, but more so - something dangerous.He had this aura around him that screamed stay away. Apparently others felt it too, for the crowd in the hallway was split as if he was Moses and they were the Red Sea, and in the midst of it all he caught my eyes, and the stare was held much longer than I wanted it too. But something whispered in my head, don't let it go.After what felt like an eternity the bell rang; pulling me from the trance his dark eyes had set me in and I was soon bustled away in the crowd of students hurriedly trying to make it to class.I sat in the second row of the classroom, because as much as I wanted to learn I didn't want to
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All I Have Is Hope
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I had a great blog posting for today with pictures included but I forgot my camera, so I'll save that blog for tomorrow.But here's some snippet hints to entice you to come back tomorrow -NakedRazorTears ________________________________ Sweet baby Jesus - Papercuts are the work of the devil! Seriously, damn, can they hurt any less. Fuck. Yesterday I messed up my usual routine of talking about my full weekend on Monday with an entirely retarded blog about how I'm a horror movie blonde. But you didn't reallly miss much. Friday Al and I got drunk together at the house by ourselves. Once again, we had a blast.The best part - Al thought I was drunker than what I was and kept telling me things he thought I wouldn't remember. Man, I love that I can lie with a straight face. So I made fun of him a lot on Saturday. But that's nothing new, since the foundation of our relationship is based on us being able to fuck each other over with horrible wisecracks about things that would normally make
Just Because I Have A Pussy, Doesn't Mean I Am One
1970-01-01 00:59:59
We've all watched horror movies; at least one is sketched into our brain, right? It's not always logical why you're scared of it or what even caused you to think that there could possibly be a giant earthworm underground that knows where you're at by the sound waves you make and that a team consisting of Reba McEntire and Kevin Bacon could possibly save you from the being sucked underground and eaten alive. But it's there - implanted in your mind for all eternity like the time you walked in on your Great Aunt Cocoa blowing the milkman in the living room while a re-run of Green Acres on Nick at Nite played in the background. Green Acres is the place to be...Farm Living is the life for me... Just for reference that really has never happened to me. I don't even have an Aunt Cocoa. Although I owned a rabbit once named Cocoa. But more importantly than that - why the hell do I know the theme song to Green Acres? God, please don't let that be a cue for another traumatic childhood memor
I Mean, Not Everyone Likes The Smell of Digested Chili
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Another gloriously dull Monday - Or is it? Bom Bom bommmm.. Ok, lameness was me just then, but it's hard coming up with something to start a blog off with that'll grab your attention just enough to entice you to read more.Seriously, it's alot harder than it looks. Well, not really if you actually try. Me - I just let you have the grubby stuff in the back corner of my brain right next to bad 80s fashion and the ability to make grass whistle.I'm too nice, I know.I hope everyone's weekend went superbly. Because mine, well, it was so- so. Or perhaps if you were to speak spanish it might read as an asi asi or mas o menos weekend.I really need to look into being bilingual, I swear, that's where the money is.Before I begin with my Monday ritual of recapping my lovely weekend, first let me tell you -I so Aced my Business Law final this morning.Yes, I am bragging.Yes, I can do that.Why?Because this is MY blog dammit. I also had to call Alfred and let him know once I was finished taking it
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, Smell
Entirely Random Nothings
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Check out the banner I made right above this blog.Pretty nifty isn't it?Only took me like 40 minutes too. Could of been shorter but I was distracted by the abundant amount of cookies some bank gave our office.Cookie...Ok, so I was just scratching my head and I came across a scab. I want to know -When the heck did I hit my head? andWhy didn't I know I was bleeding when I did?And now I'm paranoid and scratching all over my head. The people in the office are sure to think I have lice.Speaking of lice have any of you heard about that new machine to test kids for lice?Remember how they used to just comb through pieces of your hair with their gloved hands in a semi closed private room?Ahh, the good old days.Well, now someone's invented this machine that works much like a vacuum cleaner on top your head to get rid of lice. Pretty spiffy actually. And no one is none the wiser if you had lice or not, since it gets rid of it right then and there.Much better than when someone was at school on
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Ha, I'll show you - you stupid insect legs!
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Well, if that doesn't piss you off, I don't know what will.I swear, MySpace really needs to install a Save button on their blogs since they can never seem to post them and keep them.Usually I save what I write on Word, just in case, but this one time I didn't - of course it would fuck up.It must not be my day. At least it wasn't a lengthy blog I lost, or something I was terribly proud of. (Not that I'm proud of anything I write really.)Basically, it was just me bitching.You see, I had a meeting today.But not an hour meeting, or heck, I would of prayed for a 2 hour one, but an all day meeting.8 am to 4 pm.Seriously people, COME ON!And the best part - I had no fucking clue what was going on for most of it.Since I was just recently told I'd be helping out in this area, and have no prior knowledge, I was lost for most of it.Not to mention the materials were $50 bucks and work didn't pay for them. Which is no big deal, except everything they discussed referred back to those damn mate
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My Damn Blog
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Damn work.Damn tasty food.Damn stupid class that I studied for on hours at end and still didn't get the grade I soooo deserved.Damn these loud ass people in this office.Damn my bastard husband for making me laugh when I'm determined to be in a shitty mood.Damn my Secret Santa at work for giving me something so damn cute, I literally said out loud, "Awwww..."Damn the girl in the bathroom who farted so bad she made me throw up in my mouth a little.Damn stupid MySpace for making me addicted to something.Damn Christmas shopping.Damn those increasing gas prices that seem totally worse now that it's cold outside and it sucks to pump in the cold.Damn these pants for making me look like a kangaroo with a pouch.Damn this computer.Damn my cellphone that charges for an entire night but after 10 minutes of conversation dies.Damn the word damn.Damn my stuffy nose and scratchy throat.Damn the money I keep giving away for the boss's Xmas gifts knowing good and well all I'll get is a measly card.
It's Like I'm With A Stranger
1970-01-01 00:59:59
If I haven't mentioned lately how much I love my husband, well then, there's something seriously wrong with me.This man spoils me to no end, if I want something I'm going to get it and he does everything in his power to make me happy.He bought me a car when I was 16, a truck just recently, went to school ( for those that don't know he despises school with every ounce of his being) to better our lives, 2 tattoos and he doesn't even care for them,and awww, that giant lovemuffin just called me to see how my day was going!Damn I love him.And last night, he got even better. Yes, as impossible as it may sound AlfredFred jumped up a notch on the Best Husband Ever Scale.How could he do this, whatever could he have done?Well, my good people, this man dyed my hair.Yes. It's true. I trusted him with one of the most sacred parts of my body, excluding breasts which of course are the Holy Grail of any female, and he did not let me down.Don't look so surprised for I have proof, which I'll get
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I'm Deleting MySpace
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I kid you not.I'm no longer going along with the fad we so lovingly call - MySpace
.I know, you're heartbroken and you're not sure where to turn but much like Arethra Franklin - you will survive.I, for one, just am not sure if I'll be able too.What will I do with the abundance of 'spare time' I gather from work to sit on this site, if I'm not even on this site?I haven't a clue, but I'll figure it out when I get there I suppose.So, what does this mean for you?This means I'm writing my last blog.Last blog on MySpace, I mean. I've decided to continue to write about the inner-crappings of my life just at a different site.A site that you shall bookmark and visit because when I delete MySpace all will be gone.http://www.tickledsillywithtam.blogspot.com/So, go on- bookmark it now. It won't hurt anything. And if you're one of the few that actually leave comments you can still do the same on that site. And I'm pretty sure you don't have to be a member, like you do for MySpace.Once
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I like to be selfish
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I don't have kids.I don't want kids.I like to be able to hand the little heathens back to their parents after an 'accident' or in the midst of a crying frenzy.I like to be able to get up and go whenever I want without the burden of finding a babysitter.I like to be selfish
.So, to sum it up again, I don't want kids.With that being said - I think we'd be excellent parents. A bit conceited, yes, but it's true.I mean, we've talked about it, we agree on many of the same issues surrounding the topic of children but yet - we enjoy our freedom entirely too much to give it up.Which seems to baffle the majority of people we come into contact with.I mean, once you get married that's the next logical step isn't it? To have children?So, why wouldn't you want that? It's expected.Oh, I know why - because I don't.And I'm tired of people trying to push that on us. It thoroughly pisses me off.And now upon rereading this post I realize that it looks like I hate kids.Which I don't. I like k
1,2,3,4 I Declare A Fart War
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Hi. My name is Tamara. Hi Tamara! *short pause to nod head in acknowledgement.* and I'm a victim of Blanket Farting. *Small gasps are heard from the crowd, as well as bowed, shaken heads.* My story begins roughly 5 years ago. I was so young and naive, it makes me sick to think I've let it go this far. I mean, what kind of person allows this to happen to themselves? But, I'm not here to criticize the foolish choices I had made in the past, but rather - help you guide your way into a relationship that will not allow you to suffer from the dreaded Blanket Farting as I have. I had been dating this guy for a while and as things became more serious, we moved in with each other, like most relationships these days. So, it shouldn't be a shock to anyone that - Yes, we were sleeping with each other. But still, I think the assumption that certain "bodily functions" were not to witnessed by the other partner. Or if they were, they were not to be acknowledged. That assumption went down the
I have this innate ability to get sidetracked.
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I haven't written a movie review in quite some time, so I thought today was as good as any to start back up.Not that my review are, by any means, spectacular, but rentals are a huge part of my life.So much in fact, that I've often thought of actually getting a part time job at Movie Gallery just to get free movies.Once I'm done with school, I can almost guarantee this will happen.I mean, the amount of money I'd be saving honestly - would be way worth giving up a few hours on the weekend.Ok, so let's bust out the calculator.1 movie rental for 5 days -$ 3.49.I rent *at least* 2 when I go, not to mention the occasional 4.Never 3.Not really sure why. Perhaps, as a child I was abused by 3 certain classmates, on every third day, at exactly 3 o'clock regarding my tricycle.I'm sure it's just another horrific childhood memory I've failed to repress, yet again. Anyhow, 7 bucks a week equals 28 bucks a month equals 336 dollars a year. And with those extra movies I squeeze in I'm sure it
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The Covenant and Employee of the Month
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Ok, seriously this time I'm talking about movies and not just talking about how I spend an inordinate amount of money on them. But in order to do that, I have to start right away, otherwise something else will cross my mind and BAM it'll be out of my fingertips, to the keyboard and before your eyes in no time. In fact, my mind is already doing it but my focus can not go unmatched! (that's a total lie.)The Covenant
- I had heard good things about this movie and it seemed to be unattainable for weeks since Movie Gallery only had 5 in stock. So, when it was basking in the fluorescent lighting and dust I couldn't just walk right past it. I had to grab it.Which I did. But only after I had to fight an older mexican woman to the death for it.Ok, maybe not to the death but I saw her eyes as I snatched it up. She wanted to wring my lil gringa neck.Anyhow, I rented it. And loved it. And not because the lead was fucking gorgeous either. (Mostly that though.) Not to mention the other male char
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, Month
Hiding Out Killer Wasp Style
1970-01-01 00:59:59
*Please be advised the following content contains graphic text and/or images which may or may not cause you to defecate.Last night at approximately 9:13 p.m a colony of wasps was demolished in a matter of seconds with a high power spray of Raid.This death of this colony, which was well known for it's gracious acts of kindness regarding after school programs that bettered their colony and those of neighboring colonies, has sent a shockwave throughout the insect community.Kella Bee who witnessed the attack described it as "apalling" and wishes the alleged murderers are caught soon so they "can get what they deserve."One of the culprits, who has managed to outwit the W.A.S.P. (Wasp Association of Stinging Police) law enforcers, is this man.It is believed this woman, who is also his wife, was an accomplice in this mass murdering spree. Receipts found in the household by the W.A.S.P. force indicted she was the one who bought this deadly spray just hours earlier, which clearly shows her int
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, Killer
It's Texas, not the Arctic.
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I have lost the feeling in my toes 7 times over the past 3 days.2 times in my fingers.and once in my nose.And all because Texas
is having identity issues. I suppose I shouldn't be so bitter, I mean we've lasted till mid- January before we actually reached freezing temperatures for more than a day. And I've also lived in Kansas, which is much colder than Texas. I should be thankful I get the heat for as long as I do down here. But am I? No. I want warmness again. Perhaps, I wouldn't be like this if we had central heat in our home. But we do not. We have a gas heater, a very expensive gas heater that warms our house wonderfully. But it still takes time to do that. And I don't have time. (I actually have plenty of it, but if you haven't already caught on - I'm in the mood to complain.) Ok, complaining mood is gone. No classes tonight. I'm uber excited. Not that I have anything to do, but much rather - I have NOTHING to do. So much better. Also, our buddy Pat is coming through
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That Precious Phonecall
1970-01-01 00:59:59
It's been 3 weeks.3 long, tedious weeks of waiting by the phone in hopes of that precious phone call.Our hopes would be rise to the peak of Mt.Everest at the beginning of every phone call, only to be plummeted to the depths of Hell when it turned out it wasn't who we wanted.For those of you who called us during these past 3 weeks - sorry, it's true. You were just not as important. Simple as that.We actually hate you, but in hopes of keeping you around for something we may need, we talk to you anyhow.Good people, my husband and I. Good people.Actually, we were waiting for a phone call from this place -Yes. Finally our furniture has arrived. And it's the heaviest shit on the fucking planet, I swear. Fortunately for me, my husband has some kick ass friends who helped move our furniture. Here's what was moved :3 couches (including the new one)2 recliners (also including the new one)2 coffee tables2 end tables1 table2 chairsand a desk.I was good with everything but the couches - Yea, f
Ultimate Battle of "Pussies Vs. Hare."
1970-01-01 00:59:59
It's been a while.A long while.I, in fact, haven't a clue how I've survived not writing lately. Perhaps, off of cutsie pictures of kittens and rabbits in the ultimate battle of "Pussies Vs. Hare."Ha, see what I did there? Clever, clever.I last left you off with the fact that I was leaving MySpace, I didn't give much detail because frankly - I don't have too.I'm adorabley nice, aren't I?Anyhow, since so much happened over the holidays that I can't possibly remember it all you're stuck with the few precious moments my brain has managed to store on a very empty bookshelf in my brain.Christmas was spectacular - the loot I received was amazing.- a Benilli 12 gauge shotgun in camo ( I'll have to get a picture of it - simply amazing - and helluva a kick)- bullets- camoflauge jacket- one very classy black shirt for work- one very rednecky cutsy shirt for going out in- a very soft scarf from my Emilie (who knew what to get me from reading my blogs)- a classy pillow that I'm sure cost
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, Ultimate
Backhanded Compliment
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Alright.I smell chicken.Tasty, scrumptious fried chicken.And here I am eating a damn lean cuisine. Yea, I'm with the other 99.9% Americans committed to losing weight for their New Year's Resolution. So cliche it's ridiculous. But that won't stop me because I've got to look damn good for the cruise in June.Yep, be jealous for Tamara gets to sail the ocean blue once more!The first time was for our honeymoon - just me and Al. It was spectacular and as much as I loved it - I'm sure this time will be better because - Al's brother and sisters (with spouses) are all going and yea - it's going to be a fucking blast.Also, there's a couple weddings from now until then that I'd like to look decent for. So that perhaps those fuckers who told me I looked pregnant at one point can revel in my skinny beauty. Bastards.So, I've started working out. My ass and thighs hurt to the touch but I think that's a good thing. Or I hope it is anyway. Here's what I'm doing and feel free to give me t
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We Crashed a Wedding
1970-01-01 00:59:59
So, I haven't posted an account of what happened during the weekend.I usually do that on Mondays, which was the initial plan.But my plans normally blow monkeynuts so that wasn't what happened.Instead I got sidetracked. Something I tend to do.But I had a few moments over the weekend I'd like to share and that's where this blog comes in handy.Because I'll be using this blog to acknowledge those moments and emphasize the funnier more unusual parts.Which isn't many. Thus, me making this intro much longer than anticipated.So, into the weekend -FridayWent Rock -N- Bowling. Originally, we were just going to do regular bowling, but it turns out it's cheaper to bowl from 11pm to 1 am.Who would of thunk it?We ordered beer and pizza. Pizza that was the devil for it burned the roof of my mouth. So to get my revenge I consumed half the pizza by myself.Showed that mofo didn't I?And I bowled awesomely, breaking a 100 every time. (Which may not be great, but for me it is.)SaturdayThe day is a
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I Have a Fetish for Puzzles
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I enjoy puzzles. And not just jigsaw puzzles, but all sorts of puzzles - brainteasers, number crunchers, word find, crosswords, sodoku, logic problems, I could go on but I won't. Since I can see that my white and nerdy neon sign is flashing now.Lately though, I've been stuck on crosswords. Even though I can never seem to finish them, I still try.I, in fact, don't really even recall actually finishing one. I'm sure I have though - I mean, if I couldn't complete it, why would I continue to do them?Anyhow, the night before last I was working on yet, another unfinished crossword when I was pleasantly surprised.Turns out - My husband is actually pretty good at them. So we finished our first crossword together. Very sweet moment in our life.Except now - I harass him. And not just at home but at work as well. Like right now I'm at lunch, typing away these last 30 minutes. But the first 30 I was doing a crossword and in that time period I called him 2 times just to ask him what a 4 lette
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, Puzzles
I read it in the Bible once
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Quickly - look to the right of your computer screen!Don't ask why! There's no time for that!Just look!Ok, enter your email address! Do it! Once again, don't ask!Now click "Get Email Updates."Did you do it?Are you sure?You wouldn't lie to me, now would you?Yea, you suck at lying. I saw you dart your eyes just then and flinch.You bastard.Anyhow for those of you who did do what I so kindly asked was sign up for new Tickled Sillly posts via email, so in case you can't find the time to come to my site, you'll find the posts in your email box.How exciting is that?Or at least I think that's what I've done. I guess we shall see.* If it works, let me know. I tried it myself with my own email and it seemed to do just fine, but I still want to make sure. Thanks.I had planned on blogging about my weekend, but to be honest - nothing of interest happened. I ate lunch with my bestest Saturday and that is reallly about it.Oh, yea, and well Sunday was crazy sex day. Not sure why. But I'm prett
My Brain is Fried
1970-01-01 00:59:59
It's been entirely too long since I've written, but frankly I just haven't felt the need too.I mean, it's not that I don't have plenty to say it's just I didn't feel like saying it.Which is probably not a great plan if I want to be this fantabulous blogger that one day will miraculously be able to make money from writing about her mundane life.Hey, a girl can hope can't she?Anyhow, night classes are kicking my ass. Not that they are particularly hard, I'm just having issues with going to them.But then again, I have issues with lots of things so I don't see how adding one more to the list is going to hurt anything.I had actually written down somewhere a couple of really great blog ideas, but for the life of me I can't remember where I placed it.My brain is fried. I wish it were over-easy instead. I prefer over-easy. With a piece of toast and bacon.Yum.Ok, my willpower to continue this blog is waning.. Why can't I quit you? ~tam
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, Fried
Hentai
1970-01-01 00:59:59
So, the other day someone was talking about porn. But not just any porn - Anime porn.And upon hearing them I piped up - "It's called Hentai
." Which caused odds looks to circle back upon me. I just shrugged my shoulders and looked back at my papers.It's not odd that I know that, is it?
Arnold and Elmo
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I have an amazingly fun relationship with my husband. He's my best friend, we spend nearly every waking moment with each other, rarely argue (well, we spat but that's done and over with in 10 minutes) and do mind bogglingly {yes, that IS a word} odd things.If you really boil down to it we're simply best friends with an insatiable appetite to devour the other's body. But, eh, it works for us. And we enjoy it. Often.He also puts up with the crazy shit that comes out of my mouth. For example, earlier our phone conversation went something like this -Me: What'cha doing?Al: Eating a fried porkchop.Me: Did you get me one?Al: Yea, it's in my pocket. *Note the incredibly sarcastic tone.*And with no break in the flow of the conversation I found myself saying this -Me: Well, thank goodness! Because if you hadn't it would have just proved that you never loved me at all. I mean, it's common practice that if you truly love your wife you place a fried porkchop in your pocket. At least it's c
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The Death Of Sperm
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Yesterday was day of crazy sex.And upon the third time of fulfilling our animalistic needs I said -"I think my vagina and your penis are soulmates."Al's response: "DIE YOU BASTARDS!"Whoever could he have been talking too?Why, he was talking to the millions of sperm that had escaped him and landed on the floor.It was quite possibly the funniest thing that happened to me all week.Our lives are just full of kodak moments.
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Valentine's Day
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Valentine's Day is just a mere 2 days away! And I could care less. Why? Because simply put, it's a lame holiday.And no, I don't think it's lame because I'm single and alone crying on my couch eating chocolate while watching The Notebook. First, I'm not single ( go ahead you single folk criticize me for not being thankful I have someone to share this special day with).Second, I may be alone while watching The Notebook (Al hates chick flicks) but I wouldn't be eating chocolate. I prefer Ritz crackers and cheese. Mmm..cheese...Sorry, sidetracked by cheesy goodness that I so long for. I don't have much of a legitimate reason for not caring for V-day other than I don't think it's fair for the single people out there. I mean, do we have a national holiday that celebrates their freedom of bachelor and bachelorette hood? NO, we don't. Now, with that being said - we do exchange some sort of gift on Valentine's Day. ( a bit of a hypocrite I suppose, but hell, if I can get a free gift
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