R.A.N.D.O.M.S.

Posted by Jenn on September 26, 2005 at 11:05 pm.

Hormones. In the past five minutes, I’ve consumed two polish dill spears and a few spoonfuls of Chubby Hubby.  I’m not feeling particularly PMSish; it just sounded good to me.  I can’t imagine what I’m going to eat when I’m pregnant.  Probably dirt.

I wanted to give myself a pedicure tonight.  I used to have this really great foot massager that I could soak my dancin’ feets in.  Needless to say I didn’t lug it to college.  I write to you now, Readership*, with one foot in a large, soapy bowl. Now I constantly I feel the need to pee. Ah well.

Guys, if you want to meet a girl at a laundry mat — initiate during the WASH cycle, not while she’s folding her dryables. There’s something really uncomfortable about a guy asking what your degree is in while you’re organizing your thong collection. Yes, I do speak from experience, this afternoon. No, I was not interested in the least.

GODDAMN. The unreleased version of Visions of Johanna on Bootleg Vol. 7?! Incredible. flaekjrldkjfa;weoriudlvkjae;riuadpofijaerkjaoiudf;alwkej4;odifvuwaewr!!!!!

** A.K.A. The Five People Who Read This

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