January 2010
12 posts
“Be a cougar. Get a cub.”
– MoJo
GEORGIA
I have finally finished the last book in the series, the Confessions of Georgia Nicholson, and quite frankly, I’m sad to see the end. This series was a laugh, always. If ever I needed a moment to find some sanity, I’d just open any of books, and I knew I could count on the Ace Gang, Dave the L, or Libby to make me laugh out loud. Seriously. Like, anywhere… in the store… on...
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c’était juste une pensée qui m’est arrivée il y a quelques seconds:
franchement, j’ai absolument marre de conards
stockings
How on EARTH do you know which way to put them on??? I mean, seriously. I never know and I just have to hop around like a bafoon until I finally get on them (aka over my ass) and then I notice that the footie holes are on backwards. I look like a fool and have to redo the entire process (hopefully remembering how I had put them on before so as to do it backwards). This is a mystery that just may...
“Real love amounts to withholding the truth, even when you’re offered the...”
– David Sedaris, Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Demin, p. 140
dancey dance dance dance
this is tasting deVine
if I can put in one plug, and one plug only for a place I WANT to hang out, it would be tasting deVine in Naperville. if you get the chance, go there. very excellent. all the time.
People Amaze Me. Really
A few days ago, I found myself in a pickle. While filling up on gas, I was informed by a concerned Batavian, I’m sure, that there was something dragging along underneath my car, which upon inspection turned out to be a plastic object of some sorts that is supposed to protect the car from snow. It was literally dragging along, holding on for dear life by one rusty screw. So, me being more or...
RendezVu
This bar is never a boring time, but I wouldn’t say I really like it there. More so really, the point of this story is that tonight I found myself inexplicably sadder than I have been in a long time. Perhaps, though, it isn’t really that inexplicable.
I honestly find myself more alone right now in this point in my life than I ever have been. Something’s missing. And it is...
She who laughs last.... errmmm... laughs a lot
Out with a couple of girl friends last night for dinner and drinks, and just as one of the girls is saying, “wow, Lauren, this place reminds me of (one of) your ex-boyfriends”, I look over at another table and see him.
What!!!!!
But really, I can’t stop laughing about the whole thing. This guy was a jerk during our relationship, and I honestly am not sad to say that he’s...
“Hoot hoot. Scuffle scuffle. Root root. Hey, Mutti is right, it is FANTASTIC fun...”
– Georgia Nicolson