Uh huh.
Today was yummy. My man made me a 4 course italian meal for dinner, and after that i enjoyed my leftover birthday ice cream cake! Yeah.
After dinner I tried to get my study on at my favorite coffeehouse, but it was full. FULL! Of dumb people studying. So then to add insult to injury (or in this case, injury to insult), I smashed my finger in the door on the way out of the coffeehouse. it hurt SO effing bad. I thought I was going to die. DIE. Obviously I did not die, but my poor finger is throbbing like a mofo.
SInce nothing fun happened today, I'll supply you with a fun pic.
Today's Name-That-Obscure-Lyric:
"1998 looked great on plain white paper on the fiftieth plane to Champaign..."
Go!
Today was yummy. My man made me a 4 course italian meal for dinner, and after that i enjoyed my leftover birthday ice cream cake! Yeah.
After dinner I tried to get my study on at my favorite coffeehouse, but it was full. FULL! Of dumb people studying. So then to add insult to injury (or in this case, injury to insult), I smashed my finger in the door on the way out of the coffeehouse. it hurt SO effing bad. I thought I was going to die. DIE. Obviously I did not die, but my poor finger is throbbing like a mofo.
SInce nothing fun happened today, I'll supply you with a fun pic.
Today's Name-That-Obscure-Lyric:
"1998 looked great on plain white paper on the fiftieth plane to Champaign..."
Go!
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the girl hasn't called or anything. i'm not going to tell her about this until i know it's in the bag. then i'm going to ask what her bag is. with or without her, i'm going.