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How much of that is real?
In like a lion, out like a wombat!
Nice timeline. You glossed over the best part- 1988!! At first I thought, oh he must have lost his virginity then. But then I did the timeline and I'm like, wait- he was eleven freaking years old!! That can't be right! What happened in 1988?! Do tell!
I'm a little concerned about the first one. You're not implying that you want to crawl back in there are you?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA - Dead guy. Dude, that's funny.
Seriously, regret is for pussies. March is totally going to turn this year around, and if it doesn't, well, we''ll just pick someone to blame and beat that crap out of them. That will at least make US feel better.
Shut up. Leprechauns did to sneak in during recess and make the milk green and leave little green footprints all over the place.
And I'm totally stealing your "This machine is out of order..." line.
You regret being born? That's asstarded. (Did I just make that up?)
Mistress Yoda, why would you assume that it wasn't real?
RW, I thought it was in like a squirrel, out like a fish.
Cat, I can't. The CIA will find me and kill me.
Mist, that's a good point.
Tracy, what if I'm regretting that I didn't get enough pussy?
Heather, you can have it. I'm conditioned against using it now.
Poppy, yes you did. Good word!
March is certainly going to turn this year around for you... And if not, suck it up!
About a month ago my son, 7, came home from school in different pants than what he left in. Apparently he laughed so hard he peed himself.
I experienced the strangest mixture of sympathy and pride. LOL How can you not adore a LITTLE kid who can laugh so hard they pee.
And hear I thought that was reserved for woman post child birth.
(Here's to a kick ass march all around!)
You can mow your lawn?
Ours is under water.
oh, the gauze patches are the worst. I had to wear an eye patch for like a year in 5th grade, but it was the cool pirate-y patch. it was awesome because my classmates thought I had lost an eye and were always really curious about it. I acted like I really did lose an eye because it was cooler than admitting I was just a dork with a lazy eye. :D
Because some of it seems unlikely but you never know.
Not only does he regret being born, but he wishes I was never born....that's "asstarded" (thanx for the new word poppy)...BASTARD!
So...meeting me and CP doesn't even rate a mention here as something good that happened to you this year?
I see how it is...
Sometimes I put mirrors on my shoes to look up boys skirts.
You're welcome to borrow it for parties, but not for client calls.
I really hope you blog about 1988. :D
Meagan, you're very welcome.
Oh, now my comments make no sense. Eff.
Fine, EVERYONE can use asstarded whenever they feel like it.
As intriguing as 1988 may be to ponder, I am more disturbed in learning that you regularly paraded around naked in front of a window during 1995...
TMP, yeah. I will.
Britt, I bet he didn't think it was cute.
Fogspinner, I don't live in Atlantis.
Dawn, now that's a good story.
Mistress Yoda, I always tell the truth. Always. Well, maybe not.
Meagan, I would have gotten more presents. How can you argue with that?
Mr. Fabulous, I created my own personal illustration of the event. That right there should show you.
Miss Misery, you're cute.
Poppy, yeah, maybe it's something I'll do next week.
Dave, at least you weren't the ones on the other side!
this post played out in my mind as a movie, and i must tell you, it was pretty damn funny. and yeah tracy right, regret is for the pussies.
and besides, some of those things were unavoidbale, i mean, how are you supposed to plan for the guy dieing? that right you can't, jsut have to try and make sure you find him before you're breathing him in for two weeks.
AH! I'm still a little grossed out by it.
That's why I said that these were things I wanted to change or stop from happening. I wouldn't stop him dying - I'd just move out of the apartment early!
Ah, the competition. I remember when those days happened.
I tried to sell them off, but no one would take 'em!
Damn, two whole weeks the old guy was slow roastin? Did everyone think everyone else was cookin up Possum Gumbo or something for a fortnight? Yeesh. That had to have been ripe.
Lynda, I just didn't need them around hogging my spotlight.
Schad, nobody could figure out why the building smelled so bad. Then, one day, his daughter came to check on him because she hadn't heard from him in two weeks.
I'm wondering what pseudo dating is exactly. Like you said you were dating but you weren't really dating? Or did you think you were dating and you really weren't? WTF? Were you dating or not? I'm confused.
I got hit with a shoe when I first said the word "fuck". But I said "fuck you" to my mother...in 5th grade. She had it coming to her.
Lisa, we were going out to movies and cooking dinner for each other and talking on the phone for hours, but there was none of the benefits that go with dating.
I am touched and deeply moved by this heart wrenching time line of your life.
Mistress, such a hard life, eh?
Thanks for the great laughs. How does one bribe you to ummm "unclassify" 1988?
Dragon, I plan on declassifying it sometime and posting about it.
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