Brenda Starrr

Suck it, Granddad *runs* Even when Jeff and I come to parties where he is, Jeff is gracious enough to NOT take The Eternal's photo. We care, and we respect him. And Jeff is a Rev as well. Just in case anyone wants to know. I am as well, but I do nothing with it.

You should email this with your ideas to Corey. Tell him that you'll know when to book after we see what we're getting back.

I'll be at your house, waiting to FINALLY meet him. I don't care if you have awesome shoes up by your ears or not!

Aaron is jealous. He wants this on his back. I told him that you were getting it, and he said to get your own Deity.

I love you as well. I just don't get why it's so hard to be fair. So many people riding some awfully high horses, and with no real reason other than "seniority." So not fair.

You are fine. And you know about the pot & the kettle... I, on the other hand, am simply irate.

That'll be a gift to you. Along with new lighting. I have to finish my "I'm Tattooed Not Deaf" on my shins.

Irritable. Wanting to skate. Not wanting to go to work if it's not busy. Sick of winter. Sick of a lot of things.

I hate the snow...

I had better not. That sort of shit makes me angry. Since my daughter put on a few pounds, someone who supposedly cares about her has told her TO HER FACE that she's fat. She is NOT fat. But, she IS eating healthier, right along with us!

Watching my lizard chill next to Jeff on the bed.

Really? Where? Did I miss something here?

Excited. Shit's happening, and some people aren't going to be too happy when I tell them.

Cooking dinner and grinning at the sweet new possibility that has found me on craigslist.

Butt it's all part of the discussion. The cleansing is part of the weight loss thing. I'm not describing what it looks like.THAT would be gross. But, if you've ever done a colon cleanse, it IS interesting. I cannot be helped.

I don't snack excessively anymore. I love Newman Os now. They're REALLY yummy, and I don't eat a whole row like I did with Oreos. IF I eat at night, it's a bowl with a 1-cup serving of Special K. I'm avoiding candy as well. A piece here and there isn't horrible, but I'm avoiding it just the same.

I'll share this one, because I don't know if I'm brave enough to share the other... 22 years ago, I worked in a salon called "Paragon." One of my best friends (we're still friends to this day),Greg, invited my boyfriend and me to his house to hangout with him and his wife, Sharon. Aftera while, I had to pee, o I asked Greg where his bathroom was. He told me, and I went up 2 flights of stars to pee. I did my thing, and tried to open the door. Note that I said tried. It wouldn't open. I pulled and pulled and pulled. I couldn't get out. I grabbed one of his hair brushes and started beating on the vent. They didn't hear me all the way down there, and the TV was loud. So, I threw open the window and started to yell to his neighbor, who though that I was insane. So, he was no help, either. I was up there for over 20 minutes when Greg finally came up to check on me. I told him that the door was stuck, and he busted in. He informed me that he thought that I was rooting through his underwear drawer!! As if THAT wasn't bad enough... The following day at the salon, we were ALL laughing about that. I mean, it WAS funny. I had a small break between clients, and had to pee (again). So, I went, did my thing, and got out. I'm walking around, greeting clients and chatting people up, and Jenny, our shampoo assistant, was chasing me. She couldn't catch up with me, as every time she got close, I walked away. She finally caught up with me, pulled my skirt out of my pantyhose, and walked away. And I wasn't wearing panties.

Trying to figure out what to wear for my interview at Girly Girl today.

I'd like to see my bellybutton even get close to my backbone. As for me: I feel lighter.

The poop is beginning to look....interesting.

Sleepy

The majority of posts seem to come from St Clair Shores, despite its lack of existence in this list.

Ditto... THE BODY OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU! THE BODY OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU!

Relatively okay, or moderately neato.

I know that. It's the fools who believe that the feckin' groundwiener dictates the length of winter that bug me.