bagel.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
my bagel sandwich really hit the spot for dinner.
now that i'm home i've come to find that i don't enjoy cooking as much when i'm not cooking for a group of my friends...
and yes i'm eating off a laker plate. GO LAKERS!! i want that parade.
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You eat so healthy!
Tawny, I'm hungry all the time still.
My pooch is growing. I'm pregnant.
I'm going to name my fetus Nee as in TA-NEE.
End.
Tawntawns, Anna made lasagna.
I gave her the too small Shawnimal shirt.
She, I'm afraid, is the new you.
Well, her and Ammiel combined with a healthy dose of Ellen and a little spice that is Nunz. Some skills, that is, Benj/Jesse...and I'm set.
Yeah, it takes that many people to replace you.
But, hey, they're the Tawny upgrade.
Tawny, I want a puppy. A toy Pomeranian. White.Tetris. I'll name her Tetris...
Naked is a state of mind.
I want/lust this:
http://www.wokmedia.com/?p=15
I know you always hungry.
Don't front.
The ultimate eater acSEXsory:
http://www.yankodesign.com/index.php/2008/05/01/eat-with-your-glasses/
My mother says I didn't lose weight in my face like I usually do. I told her it was because Anna fed me. I weighed myself, but I was lighter than expected. I think my fat goes straight to my belly/face/thighs.
In other news, I want to get an MBA. We'll open up our own boutique in Boston and carry a little Le Grand Cru, a little Harajuku, a little Wee Ninja poo (fine Lonely Dollop)...
How does that sound? Think of names for our collaborative. You better not get pregnant and ditch out on our money-making, life changing ventures.
Yeah, we need to form a band. You can sing lead. I'll play the drums. We'll be horrible. It'll be glorious.
Yes.
sorry, no parade for tawny.
unless you fly to boston.
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