it's 8:46 on saturday morning, and i'm already exhausted.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
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overheard in the playroom
as the children cast their "fishing rods" (string tied to batons):
me: "ladies, try not to bash each other in the head."
child: "why?"
blah, blah, blah
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2008
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February
(21)
- conspiracy theorist weighs in
- rated pg-1965
- and she is
- "i have an idea!"
- doogie howser, pharm. d.
- eye patch? not s'bad
- here's a swell idea
- i may have created a monster
- ugh
- captain hook's revenge
- call mensa
- bird balls
- goooood morning
- i have made an important discovery
- waiting, waiting
- shoot me, cupid – just shoot me
- imaginary band names
- to say up yours, please press 2
- a two-paper-gown day
- nutter butter
- overhead in the playroom
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February
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i SAID
- [sound of scream here]
- beeyatch
- chicks rule and boys drool
- crabby old lady
- crash bang splat
- food and drink
- for real?
- funny monkeys
- i had a brain somewhere
- kill the groundhog
- love and marriage
- mommy madness
- my carcass
- oopsie
- peanut patrol
- scandihoovians
- things that really matter
- trifles and frippery
- when it started to begin
1 comment:
Ewww, it wasn't pink frosting barf was it?? I guess I won't complain that my youngest puked aon his floor. I covered it w/a towel & STILL have not touched it. I say we just move!
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