My Christmas isn't very merry this year either. No money for gifts, no tree, no decorations, just my mom and I. Etc. It depresses me cos this used to be my FAVORITE time of the year. I would start listening to Christmas cds right after my bday in Oct. But if I don't think about it. I don't care.
Awwww, sweetie. *hugs*
I did some lights and a little wooden tree from Target so I had something. Maybe you can do something little. Wear a ribbon on your head and make yourself a present! ^___^
So on my way to work I realized that my moms gear shifter bracket thing looks exactly like a penis and I was gonna take a pic (one soon) and then my first customer at work handed me a dollar that said BoneR and I almost died.
I absolutely love that these things made you think of me. ^___^
Hallo dahhhling! Aren't you friends with the woman who writes 'a journal of taste'? If so tell her that her blog is amazing but he needs to write more entries cuz that shit is hilarious
Hey sweetie! :)
YES! That’s Penny’s Dickens era food blog. Penny is pretty amazing and does everything, ever.
So, Penny… whaddya say?
When I was a kid my friend and I used to spend weekends at her family’s lake house. We were only about 13, but her parents weren’t worried about leaving us there on our own. At first it seemed really awesome - we walked to the store in town and bought a shit ton of candy, we stayed up late, we did whatever we felt like whenever we felt like it - but then one weekend on the second night there was a whole bunch of drunk guys at the house across the way. As the night went on they got louder and more obnoxious. We were freaked out and scared and I don’t think either of us slept a wink.
The moral of the story: sometimes you really don’t want the thing you think you want. Or something.
THE END.
