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Re: I'm going to keep posting nonsense
dammit!!! *hangs head in shame*
You know how someone can tell you something, and you never question it? Until one day, something unrelated makes you think about it, and then you can't stop, even though you have no reason to believe they were being untruthful?
Yeah.
I feel really weird today and I don't know if it's because of my stupid steroids or if it's just because I've been thinking about the past a lot again.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
The first concert I ever went to was New Kids on the Block. Donny fell through a trap door in the stage, and had to be taken to the hospital. My Uncle was an x-ray technician at the hospital, and he gave my sister and I Donny's autograph and hospital bracelet. At least, I believed that until I was telling the story years later, and realized that my uncle just made a hospital bracelet with Donny's name on it, and signed the paper himself.
What are you questioning?
Baby Boxer is coming! 5.23.12
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Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
Since we're (and by we I mean me) posting amusing tumblrs today, here's one.
texts from hillary
we all fall down sometimes
brass and ballet flats
I haven't had enough.
I'm not used to being wanted (in any sense) on my own merit. I usually think you want something from me and if you don't get it, I'll get hurt. Thank you so much childhood. So once upon a time someone liked me cause I made their life a little better just by being in it. Or so I was led to believe. Every once and a while something makes me think that was not true and I have no reason to think thus. Said person is no longer in my life in any case.
Someone get drunk for me.
we all fall down sometimes
brass and ballet flats
This is the closest I could come:
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
i told you i haven't had enough drugs today
also i need a multi-quote function
it's just not a good day in crancherryland
Dude. Just start at the beginning and tell the whole fcking story. Quit vaguenesting on us. we're interested (or bored), but not interested (or bored) enough to piece together your life based on the crumbs your dropping.
I say this all in the nicest way possible.
Crap...I Mean Crafts
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
IDK which ones you were on but prednisone=devil. I got a refill on my other scripts but IDK if I'm going to take them. I hate this shjt. And if you think this is bad you should have been there for the singulair.
Long story short: crancherry is not having a good day. crancherry hates the entire universe, including fluffy kittens. so crancherry decides to indulge her lingering self-hatred (see: bad childhood) and starts getting maudlin. crancherry is also borednesting. so crancherry is thinking about how nobody likes her and she should just go eat worms except there was that one person who did think she was okay but maybe that was a lie (see: lingering self-hatred and/or bad childhood) and does a depressive-drama-wh0re post causing some confusion on the RE board. the downswing starts reversing and now crancherry feels like an idiot.
can i stop talking about myself in the third person now?
also with regard to the monkeys, i feel like they are inherently gender neutral, unless you put them in clothes.
I saw a monkey masturbating once. That dude was not gender neutral.
I don't know what steroids I had, but they made me totally hyper and anxious and I emailed Lorne like 30 times in ten minutes. 30 is not an exaggeration. I had them for bronchitis. Then they also gave me cough syrup with codeine, so I was just all weird for about a week.
Walking around and acting like nobody likes you makes nobody like you. I'm not saying I don't like you, but that's not what you should give people to start off with. Are you in therapy? Also, why the bad day? Just a bad mood? What specifically happened in your childhood to make everyone hate you?
When our kid was just learning to talk, we taught him little catchphrases to amuse ourselves. When my materialistic BIL came to town, he came in the front door and I said, "Look, KHC, it's Uncle John," and KHC goes waddling up to BIL, throws his hands in the air, and goes, "CASH IS KING!".
If you ask me, that whole moment right there encompasses my entire reason for having a kid.
Updated September 2012.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton