- http://www.zefrank.com/flowers/ is of the devil. DEVIL!
- Bagels.
- Less than two weeks before Steph, Zanny and I are reunited! YAY!
- While talking to Zanny about visiting Steph last week I became distinctly hungry for macaroni and cheese.
- The creepy dude in the coffee shop who looks like he’s carrying a bomb in his attaché.
- Quesadillas.
- Is going to a movie with your friend’s boyfriend a date if she says it’s OK?
- How I would spend Lotto winnings; especially stupid since I don’t live in a state with a fucking Lotto.
- Angry with myself for missing Persepolis at the theater.
- I miss squishing sand through my toes on the beach.
- Asking my mom why she’s so abrasive toward her step-dad; whether or not she likes him, he’s the man that grandma chooses to love. How would she feel if her family decided to hate dad?
- The many uses of Stadium pal.
- Tarako.
Things I Need to Stop Thinking About and Just Fucking Be Productive Already
March 9th, 2008 · No Comments
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Calling the movie outing a date sounds extra disturbing, and we like disturbing.
Love it!
I’m back at home now…the creepy/homeless dude in the coffee shop kept looking at me like he were planning to touch me. Gross.
That Tarako commercial needs a midget and a little horse.
I do the same thing thinking about the lotto. “You can’t win the damn thing unless you go up to Idaho and get one” is how the ending of those fantasies go. I really don’t have that kind of driving ambition to go to an Idaho gas station just to lose five bucks. My life is one whirlwind of fascination, I tells ya.
I’ve apparently never had a good bagel, according to bagel experts. Something about the water in NYC blah blah blah.
damn you and your flower maker.
I’m abrasive toward everyone today. I play fair.
We need to get Steph to make us Mac & Cheese as well as a cake (do you remember always having cake at her house?) BTW -she found the “Never” commercial and some old pics. This is going to be so much fun!
Whoa, I’m with Grunt on the Tarako ad. That’s some tricked out shit. How long can you stay in the bathroom until the authorities are alerted?
The Grunt,
The worst thing about Tarako is that I am obsessed with it. OBSESSED!
When I used to live a state that offered Lotto, the best part was spending two bucks to sit down and dream-out-loud with a friend about what you’d do with winnings.
yournamehere,
I’ve never been to NYC and considering I live in fucking Mormon Zion right now, that should solve my bagel appetite. On a strange note, I’m eating Mazto crackers.
electric boogaloo,
Isn’t it horrible?!
Übermilf,
I can live with that.
Zanny,
I requested mac n cheese and cake. I told her if she didn’t keep proper munchies on hand she might find me eating dry pasta at 4:00am in the kitchen.
egan,
When I grow up, I want to be a Tarako kewpie! If you thought that was scary, you should check this out…
TARAKO!
I got bored and gave up. I have a friend that used to read novels in the bathroom while on horrific temp assignments.
Whoa, that is a freaky ad. That little girl in the ad is gorgeous, but the dancing dolls scare me very much.
I think that’s why I like it.
Not only did I find the video from summer 1991,but I WILL make you cake and mac and cheese!
Holy crap Steph, I can’t wait to watch summer 1991 video madness!! And cake and mac and cheese? YUMMERS! xoxo