ok not really. but i am mega-excited. hyphenated.
the beer i will be drinking during the beauxl (i think that's kind of a gay spelling, but i couldn't help it) is called shock top...or as i call it: "shockey" top.
ella has a saints jersey. it's so precious i could cry.
i have an adorable little container of fleur de sel that i need to use. google it. it's francais.
matt installed a swype keyboard on my droid. uhh, it's pretty friggin sweet. and it's in beta, so that makes me feel important.
ella is spread out like an oil slick, snoozing away. it's making me sleepy.
finally watched "the hangover" this weekend. i laughed. i laughed often.
but it's no "anchorman."
audrey! i look like hell!
the next 5 weekends are booked for the everetts. or at least mrs. everett.
and while i'm being random, i'll go ahead and say that i met our health insurance deductible for the year before most of you guys had recovered from your new year's hangover.
i'm actually une petite proud. sick sad life.
i really miss daria.
if you read this and still think i have a slight possibility of still being a cool person, i thank you.
you mentioned shock top, the hangover, and daria in one post...you are more than cool...you crossed the cool line. the line is a dot to you.
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