here are some things that i can't get enough of lately
sleep ins. that feeling of looking at your clock and knowing that you don't have to get up just yet if you don't want to. then rolling over and snuggling deeper into the covers. ***bonus points if my red headed fuck pirate is there with me for superior snuggles.***
my jar of mammoth green olives. once i start eating them, i just can't stop. lays got nothin' on this shit.
watching my poodle's little tail wag while i take her for walks. she is a poodle of simple tastes. she likes walks, treats, naps, petting, and being curly.
sexy pictures of kristen bell. i'm not normally into waify blondes, but she's quite the exception. just watch veronica mars and you'll know what i mean.
the song "mojo" by peeping tom. mike patton+rahzel+dan the automator=aural sex. seriously. that song makes me wanna wear nothing but electrical tape and vinyl hotpants and like, snort cocaine off of a silver mirror while fist-fucking some black haired busty babe in a schoolgirl's outfit. goddamn.
tofutti cuties. tiny little dairy-free ice cream sammiches that actually taste like, well, ice cream! i have the chocolate variety, but from what i understand, the vanilla ones are even bettor.
super strength motrin. it helps relieve my headaches and raging menstual cramps without making me feel all dizzy and drugged up.
smoking in my house. i really shouldn't make this a habit since my parents will be home eventually, but it seems almost decadent to be able to just light up a smoke without having to go outside in the oppressive heat or sudden freak rainstorm. (which seems to be the trend here, weather-wise, lately.)
my strawberry twin tub solid bath gel from lush. it smells just heavenly and it actually lingers after i leave the shower. it's even better if i put it in the freezer before i use it.
lemonade. right now it's my beverage of choice. but it must be real lemonade. not that concentrated/powdered mix shit.
reading the ce and silliness boards. especially ce. just sit yourself down, pop up some corn and watch the show. you won't be disappointed.
david cross. of course i always love this man. i want to open mouth kiss him and then make him my husband.
and that's it for now. have a fun-tastic weekend, bitches!
sleep ins. that feeling of looking at your clock and knowing that you don't have to get up just yet if you don't want to. then rolling over and snuggling deeper into the covers. ***bonus points if my red headed fuck pirate is there with me for superior snuggles.***
my jar of mammoth green olives. once i start eating them, i just can't stop. lays got nothin' on this shit.
watching my poodle's little tail wag while i take her for walks. she is a poodle of simple tastes. she likes walks, treats, naps, petting, and being curly.
sexy pictures of kristen bell. i'm not normally into waify blondes, but she's quite the exception. just watch veronica mars and you'll know what i mean.
the song "mojo" by peeping tom. mike patton+rahzel+dan the automator=aural sex. seriously. that song makes me wanna wear nothing but electrical tape and vinyl hotpants and like, snort cocaine off of a silver mirror while fist-fucking some black haired busty babe in a schoolgirl's outfit. goddamn.
tofutti cuties. tiny little dairy-free ice cream sammiches that actually taste like, well, ice cream! i have the chocolate variety, but from what i understand, the vanilla ones are even bettor.
super strength motrin. it helps relieve my headaches and raging menstual cramps without making me feel all dizzy and drugged up.
smoking in my house. i really shouldn't make this a habit since my parents will be home eventually, but it seems almost decadent to be able to just light up a smoke without having to go outside in the oppressive heat or sudden freak rainstorm. (which seems to be the trend here, weather-wise, lately.)
my strawberry twin tub solid bath gel from lush. it smells just heavenly and it actually lingers after i leave the shower. it's even better if i put it in the freezer before i use it.
lemonade. right now it's my beverage of choice. but it must be real lemonade. not that concentrated/powdered mix shit.
reading the ce and silliness boards. especially ce. just sit yourself down, pop up some corn and watch the show. you won't be disappointed.
david cross. of course i always love this man. i want to open mouth kiss him and then make him my husband.
and that's it for now. have a fun-tastic weekend, bitches!
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and the first being a fuzzy trinidadian?....
and yes, my dear... i think you may have a definite chance of getting yer teeny ass onto team awesome someday. we've just gotta do more awesome things, is all... then bang!