I don’t post on the weekends because I don’t DO ANYTHING!
I did not go to Rosie’s b-day party Friday because I forgot about it. Saturday, I did not lay out because it wasn’t sunny enough. (I did mow the lawn for a couple hours, though.) Today, I haven’t even left the house. It’s four in the afternoon and all I’ve done today is get laid, eat breakfast, read a little, laugh my ass off at the Vonnage (sp?) commercial with the bottle rocket, and take a nap.
In that order.
Right now I think I’m going to go downstairs and make myself a s’more in the microwave. (Note: if you’ve never done it, putting marshmallows in a microwave is entirely too much fun to be any kind of legal.)
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Sicko…talking about getting laid and hot marshmallows in the same posting…LOL
Ooh. I hadn’t even noticed that. How debauched my lifestyle is!