I have a puppy. No, okay, she's a dog, but to me, she will always be my little tiny puppy I brought home from the humane society, who then got parvo and almost died.
She's yellow, like butter, and has ears like little satellites, and her name is Colbie (like the cheese, but spelled different.).
She's being a total brat. I've given her snausages (bacon and eggs, mmm!), and played with her and Jeffy (her stuffed sheep), but it's whine city in here.
I'm going to return her little ass. No, that's a lie. But I am tempted to toss a pillow at her.
Anyway, I'm still watching Dexter. Lila seems like a bitch, but what do I know? All I'm saying is Brittish people can't be trusted (hey! learn from your mistakes! I saw how they tried to tax without representation. Now they have to EARN that trust back.), and she is a brittish heroin addicted artist. Now, c'mon...
And yes, I do have a girl crush on Billie Piper. Minus her teeth...so...horsey. But other than that I love her.
I lured my sister home this weekend to take pictures for my mom's birthday. I kept bugging Nick to do it, but god forbid he do anything anyone else wants but himself. Anyway, I'm a little worried about it because...she, and I love her, but can be a shebeast. And she never wears anything really nice, it's all too tight, and she doesn't exactly have the figure to wear such tight clothing. Like, skin tight. Anyway, I want these to be nice photos, so I think drastic measure might be needed. Now, I'm not buying her new clothes (she doesn't have a mother fucking job), but I am coming down early to do her fucking hair and face.
Is that sisterly, or bitchy of me? Oh well.
Hair appointment on Friday, yay! More swishy red hair, I love it. It's so damn long.
Don't have sex with the bean pole Cindy! Don't...must...resist....I....will beat the crap out of you....use protection! (No little Wills, the world could not handle it)
-Embee
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