I don’t recommend trying to be this. It will wear you down to a nub in no time, maybe years, but a nub nevertheless.
Feeling rather nubbish myself these days.
At least, this very minute. Ask me again later and I’m sure it will pass. Things do.
Shadow, the remianing cat, seems happy that there’s an available lap for him for a change. He’s been looking for someone to play with, though. He plays a bit rough (though knows what to do with claws) and last time I checked I’m not a cat, which seems to puzzle him. Shadow is easily puzzled, actually, a cat of a lot of fur and (evidently) little brain. But he’s a gorgeous cat with a penchant of entering any open door without stopping to look at what’s in there.
Eric has confused his nose with a faucet. Serena’s doll had a party and served Pez (the pink ones taste like ass). Nathaniel got a haircut, several of them actually (harhar) and procrastinated blogged a lot.
And that was the weekend.
February 3rd, 2008 at 6:34 pm
So piece by piece, we’re learning “ass” math.
Pink Pez = Dark Roast Coffee = Ass
Therefore,
Pink Pez - Dark Roast Coffee = 0
Always something new to learn here!
February 3rd, 2008 at 6:37 pm
Or, time for a new phrase.
But…Pink Pez + Dark Roast Coffee = I don’t even want to consider it because, well, ew.
February 3rd, 2008 at 6:59 pm
Ahut Ahem. Thank you for linking to me but the comment about me, hmmm, not my favorite. I see what you mean though.
Sincerely,
Administrator and author of green-flamingo.com
February 3rd, 2008 at 7:16 pm
Mr Ahut: 1st Rule of Blogging = You Can Talk About What You Want, Mostly. However I will take your comment under advisement for the future.
February 4th, 2008 at 12:50 pm
I feel much the same way about yellow conversation heart candies. ASS
February 4th, 2008 at 2:59 pm
What’s been amusing me is thinking:
ass that tastes like coffee
versus
ass that tastes like pez
not that i’ve tasted a lot of ass…
except when i’m kissing it, of course.
oh, the excitement of survival.
with a smile,
cynzim