Dawn's Digression.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Tagline
I kinda want to change my tagline. I'm not feeling all that bitter these days. Nope.
Okay, so I have on my regular jeans today and I'm going to say the butt has shrank. Sweet. Being single is great for the figure. I may have curves in the right places shortly. We'll see.
This apartment is going to SUCK during the summer. It is wicked hot in here today. OMG, no wonder. It's 87 outside today. 87. No comment.
R&S are finally on their way. Thank goodness. I may die of starvation any moment. When the butt shrinks, one must have buffalo wings and beer. Proven fact.
I have GOT to get my Christmas tree up. I just haven't decided if I want to do it alone. Hmm. Not sure. I can't decide if it is sad or empowering to put it up alone. I won't know until I do it and I don't want to be sad. Hell, watching Rudolph alone the other night made me really sad. Did I mention that evening? Oh, I didn't. Wednesday night the old Rudolph came on. The one with Burl Ives. I was GLUED to the TV like a 3 year old watching Barney. Rudolph is somewhat of a tradition for me. One is to watch Rudolph and put up the tree. That is how you do it. I'm sitting in the apartment putting together a TV table (still not finished). I tried not to be too sad, and I was mostly successful. I had a little moment. I had a BIGGER moment when they cut out part of the misfits song. I was ticked cuz I was sitting there singing along and they skipped stuff. OMG, I wonder if I still have my Rudolph CD!
*runs off to look*
Score!
*happy dance*
You may assume I found it.
Okay, so I have on my regular jeans today and I'm going to say the butt has shrank. Sweet. Being single is great for the figure. I may have curves in the right places shortly. We'll see.
This apartment is going to SUCK during the summer. It is wicked hot in here today. OMG, no wonder. It's 87 outside today. 87. No comment.
R&S are finally on their way. Thank goodness. I may die of starvation any moment. When the butt shrinks, one must have buffalo wings and beer. Proven fact.
I have GOT to get my Christmas tree up. I just haven't decided if I want to do it alone. Hmm. Not sure. I can't decide if it is sad or empowering to put it up alone. I won't know until I do it and I don't want to be sad. Hell, watching Rudolph alone the other night made me really sad. Did I mention that evening? Oh, I didn't. Wednesday night the old Rudolph came on. The one with Burl Ives. I was GLUED to the TV like a 3 year old watching Barney. Rudolph is somewhat of a tradition for me. One is to watch Rudolph and put up the tree. That is how you do it. I'm sitting in the apartment putting together a TV table (still not finished). I tried not to be too sad, and I was mostly successful. I had a little moment. I had a BIGGER moment when they cut out part of the misfits song. I was ticked cuz I was sitting there singing along and they skipped stuff. OMG, I wonder if I still have my Rudolph CD!
*runs off to look*
Score!
*happy dance*
You may assume I found it.
Dawn, 2:20 PM
