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this just in:
i've gone from catching a ride with him
to booking and canceling with these animals
and finally resorting, confirming, and sticking with traveling with senior citizens
not in oxford, mind you. just to chicago and back. which is plenty. but it is under $40 so i'll shut the fuck up and i'll shut the fuck up and i'll shut the fuck up.
also, i found out that not only will we eventually end up at a cliff-side house in san diego that marie&colin (and belle) will live in, we're gonna take some time to relax here:
http://www.tenthousandwaves.com/
clothing is unnecessary. i will be fully clothed. but i wouldn't mind getting a motherfucking japanese facial and a sea salt scrub down. that could be good times. so while i pretty much hate summer and all the heat within, i'm kind of looking forward to this one. on top of being out of town, there's all kinds of good shows coming up that i have to consider.
this morning, i had an 8 a.m. appointment with my new torture expert/dentist. so by the time sharmane (and madonna) has her birthday, i will have gone FIVE TIMES. that's august 16th to you and me folks. i go 2 tuesdays from now to get x-rays and a cleaning, then the next 4 visits are for root cleanings. who knew that i was a bloody old timey brit? i had no idea. but i guess it must be done. after all is said and done, i'd prefer to not only have some nice choppers, i'd also like to not be another sad case of a person who's declared bankruptcy. we'll see how my insurance BONES UP. i'm horrified. but it needs to be done. so people, if you're slacking on going to the dentist because you're scared, don't have insurance, too poor, no time, don't care etc. i'm here to tell you that maybe you should reconsider. just saying. i'm pretty good on trying to be more regular than some folks about going to all the doctors that human people with vaginas have to go to, but i have slacked on the dentist after that torturous root canal a few years ago. that's when all my problems began. plus, lazy. not any longer. and i brush and floss with the best of 'em. fucking genetics.
what else? that free barbecue grill i got was put to good use on saturday night. chicken boobs, shrimp and hot dogs all had their turn on the grill. as soon as i figure out how to properly light that mofo' up (i got one of them starter things), i'll be able to do that shit independently. take that bobby flay.
yesterday, i spent a majority of the afternoon looking at the following and freaking out all over the place (internally of course):
naturally, they only get cuter as they age...
good gravy i want a big ol' fucking dog with ginormous poop to clean up and slobber to have to excuse on guests.
another future want - us 2 shitheads in amsterdam
i've gone from catching a ride with him
to booking and canceling with these animals
and finally resorting, confirming, and sticking with traveling with senior citizens
not in oxford, mind you. just to chicago and back. which is plenty. but it is under $40 so i'll shut the fuck up and i'll shut the fuck up and i'll shut the fuck up.
also, i found out that not only will we eventually end up at a cliff-side house in san diego that marie&colin (and belle) will live in, we're gonna take some time to relax here:
http://www.tenthousandwaves.com/
clothing is unnecessary. i will be fully clothed. but i wouldn't mind getting a motherfucking japanese facial and a sea salt scrub down. that could be good times. so while i pretty much hate summer and all the heat within, i'm kind of looking forward to this one. on top of being out of town, there's all kinds of good shows coming up that i have to consider.
this morning, i had an 8 a.m. appointment with my new torture expert/dentist. so by the time sharmane (and madonna) has her birthday, i will have gone FIVE TIMES. that's august 16th to you and me folks. i go 2 tuesdays from now to get x-rays and a cleaning, then the next 4 visits are for root cleanings. who knew that i was a bloody old timey brit? i had no idea. but i guess it must be done. after all is said and done, i'd prefer to not only have some nice choppers, i'd also like to not be another sad case of a person who's declared bankruptcy. we'll see how my insurance BONES UP. i'm horrified. but it needs to be done. so people, if you're slacking on going to the dentist because you're scared, don't have insurance, too poor, no time, don't care etc. i'm here to tell you that maybe you should reconsider. just saying. i'm pretty good on trying to be more regular than some folks about going to all the doctors that human people with vaginas have to go to, but i have slacked on the dentist after that torturous root canal a few years ago. that's when all my problems began. plus, lazy. not any longer. and i brush and floss with the best of 'em. fucking genetics.
what else? that free barbecue grill i got was put to good use on saturday night. chicken boobs, shrimp and hot dogs all had their turn on the grill. as soon as i figure out how to properly light that mofo' up (i got one of them starter things), i'll be able to do that shit independently. take that bobby flay.
yesterday, i spent a majority of the afternoon looking at the following and freaking out all over the place (internally of course):
naturally, they only get cuter as they age...
good gravy i want a big ol' fucking dog with ginormous poop to clean up and slobber to have to excuse on guests.
another future want - us 2 shitheads in amsterdam
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ugh! that picture! i look dead.
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