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Re: Monday morning randoms
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!
Us too, and I am kind of sad about it.
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
I watched "Life as We Know It" (don't you judge me), and I thought the baby in it looked so much like Maggie. She had the same little doll face. But I don't recall Kristen ever telling us that she was going to whore Maggie into the biz, so I can only assume it was a Maggie doppleganger.
I am constantly ambivalent about ML. Some days I think some of them are funny chicks and that it's an interesting board, and some days they make want to vomit and then gouge my eyes out.
Do yourselves a favor and conduct an image search on dreamcatcher tattoo.
This is my fave:
Mucho likes purple nails and purple cupcakes
I had a parakeet named Rainbow that I received as a gift from my aunt and uncle for my 10th birthday. I loved that stupid bird. He was a mean bastard who would bite anyone who tried to touch him. He also shiit everywhere.
My first assignment in my new school in fifth grade was to write a poem. I wrote an ode to Rainbow and was mocked mercilessly for years and years thereafter.
My H's grandmother had a nasty canary named Cootie. What an assshole that bird was.
I would like to request a recreation of said poem.
That tattoo is breathtaking. My only hope is that Bethie's MIL gets one that size.
My sister had a yellow parakeet named Poppy. Poor Poppy was not well loved. My other sister threw a pancake at her cage because she wouldn't stop sqwaking. She pulled out all of her tail feathers so she had this little naked chicken butt. We put a little plastic parakeet friend in her cage to keep her company (who we, incidentally, named Rainbow) and Poppy used to stand on Rainbow's head and peck at her butt repeatedly.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!
what about your description says "ambivalent" to you? I think you're looking for "uncertain" or "alternating" or something.
Honestly, I blocked most of the poem out of my mind. Here are a few lines I happen to remember...
Ode to Rainbow
by Novemberrocks
I know your brain isn't big, and your body looks sort of like a fig,
I don't care that you're not smart, I love you Rainbow, with all my heart.
I had a parakeet named Chester when I was young, but my dad insisted on calling him Chetball. He didn't ride around on my shoulder.
He would get really quiet when I watched the Cosby Show in the afternoon after school, and I like to imagine that he was watching, too.
I would really like to be friends with November.
Splendid work on the poem.
yesterday i did a buttload of laundry and failed to notice that the cardigan i just bought my husband for his birthday was in there. after hearing a strangled and enraged "KATIE!!" from down the hall it was brought to my attention that it is now several sizes too small. Boo, i am a domestic flop.
i got kind of irrationally indignant about it, too- like "how dare you get mad at me, i obviously wouldn't have done that had i known it was in there! i bought the darn thing!!" sigh.
Awww, shucks.
I guess I'm a better poet than I thought. I'll have to unearth the whole poem and post it here at some point. My mom has it somewhere in her attic, so I'll look for it when I go to try to find my Bat Mitzvah pictures.
Katie - that's a great picture!
you're . . . .RIGHT. why did I think it meant "lack of real feelings?" What is that word? I'm going to go back into my hole now. kthanxbai.
November, is it possible that DeeWee ditched you because he was jealous you never wrote a ode to him?
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!
Katie is right. Most Americans use ambivalent wrong. It means "havin gstrong contradictory feelings". Feel free to call me annoying and pedantic.
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If I were a man (or fitty) I'd totally call my penis THE WIZARD - HappyTummy
Is your coworker my husband's long lost sister? I have dubbed them "questions with no answers." He'll ask me, "What do you think my mom will ask us to bring over for Christmas dinner?" (random, off the top of my head, he didn't ask that exact thing) I used to scoff at the ridiculousness and kind of make fun of him for it, but he got offended so now I just say with a straight face, "That is a question I do not have the answer to" or if I'm feeling nice, I just smile and say, "Good question! I'm not sure, though." But in my head I'm usually saying about consulting a goddamn crystal ball and getting back to him.
"As of page 2 this might be the most boring argument ever. It's making me long for Rape Day." - Mouse
"The description/picture sounds/looks good/like something only a desparate dog would eat."
That's like when B asks me if I think it's going to be cold/warm tomorrow. I always answer, "Do I look like Storm Field to you?" http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Storm_Field
How the hell do I know? And do I know what you're going to think is cold/warm?