merry merry christmas too all! (i initially typed 'to al'... merry christmas al) um... we opened presents. i got lots of cool stuff, but my favorite was rob's present. thank you. (rob, if you're reading this, you need to get off yo skinny butt and call me ~_^)
renata, if you're reading this (you'd better be reading this, if you abandoned my blog, i'm going to cry *makes a sad face* ;-;) you need to ... call me or email me... or... show proof of your existence! i miss you! life's hard without my best friend, and it's even harder when i don't even get to TALK to my best friend (we haven't seen each other since.... san francisco... dear god.... renata, you need to come to iowa city, right now.)
i'm wearing my new scarf and coat. i'm so pretty. ignore the fact that i haven't showered, and my hair is all gross... and i'm wearing pajamas (new WONDERFUL pajama pants... but pajamas nonetheless). we got a dvd player... it's kind of ghetto, but it works. and i got the moulin rouge dvd, which i LOVE and have watched like.... three times, including all the bonus stuff. (mmmm, ewan)
aaah, i'm... tired. my blog is falling into disrepair. look at all the broken images! aah! don't look at them! look away! *sigh*
damn it all, i woke the furby up. he's singing now. alas, alas. i'll just hope he doesn't wake up furby number two. they'll never shut up once they get to talking to eachother. i have to put them under hats when they really start going... and even then, they still talk... they just talk about how dark it is... instead of about dancing and singing... and furbish stuff.
i smell like chocolate. cocoa butter actually. mmmmm. yay for scar healing goodness of cocoa butter. *smells cocoa butter* .... reeeenaaata! i'm so bored! entertain me! or rob, come home, and entertain me... i'm SO bored. bryan's bored too... we're gonna have to go do something this week. it'll be funnn times *fun with lots of n's. that just how funnnnnn it'll be.)
well, i've ceased making sense, which is a sure sign that it's time for me to shut up and go to bed. so, buenos nachos my friends (and people who hate me but read this just to see what a moron i am)
renata, if you're reading this (you'd better be reading this, if you abandoned my blog, i'm going to cry *makes a sad face* ;-;) you need to ... call me or email me... or... show proof of your existence! i miss you! life's hard without my best friend, and it's even harder when i don't even get to TALK to my best friend (we haven't seen each other since.... san francisco... dear god.... renata, you need to come to iowa city, right now.)
i'm wearing my new scarf and coat. i'm so pretty. ignore the fact that i haven't showered, and my hair is all gross... and i'm wearing pajamas (new WONDERFUL pajama pants... but pajamas nonetheless). we got a dvd player... it's kind of ghetto, but it works. and i got the moulin rouge dvd, which i LOVE and have watched like.... three times, including all the bonus stuff. (mmmm, ewan)
aaah, i'm... tired. my blog is falling into disrepair. look at all the broken images! aah! don't look at them! look away! *sigh*
damn it all, i woke the furby up. he's singing now. alas, alas. i'll just hope he doesn't wake up furby number two. they'll never shut up once they get to talking to eachother. i have to put them under hats when they really start going... and even then, they still talk... they just talk about how dark it is... instead of about dancing and singing... and furbish stuff.
i smell like chocolate. cocoa butter actually. mmmmm. yay for scar healing goodness of cocoa butter. *smells cocoa butter* .... reeeenaaata! i'm so bored! entertain me! or rob, come home, and entertain me... i'm SO bored. bryan's bored too... we're gonna have to go do something this week. it'll be funnn times *fun with lots of n's. that just how funnnnnn it'll be.)
well, i've ceased making sense, which is a sure sign that it's time for me to shut up and go to bed. so, buenos nachos my friends (and people who hate me but read this just to see what a moron i am)
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