Hi! It's me again.
So, I keep hearing this song, and it just irritates the shite out of me. It has this line - "Think it through" - in it. But, I swear, the guy says, "think it thoo". It drives me bugshit. I even turned it up really loud so I could be sure I wasn't just being irritable. No, it is, has to be, for sure...thoo. Everytime I hear this song, I find myself saying "thoo...through...thoo...through" to see if it is any more difficult to fit the correct pronunciation into this song. It's not. It's the same amount of syllables, it doesn't even take any longer to say it. Just poke your tongue out a bit and bring it back in, theres your "r".
Do you prefer Burger King's, Mc Donald's or Wendy's fries? Dakota and I had this discussion on the way home today. I myself prefer BK's fries. Why? Because they are crunchy on the outside, smooshy in the middle, and when you pick one up it doesn't flop over all flaccid like. Hee. I said flaccid. Anyhow, Dakota likes McDonald's floppy fries, so does Bob. Eww. So, I have to know if I am in a minority here or not. I do. Really.
I had a squirty type day today. That may sound like it could be fun, but it's really not. It's really quite messy unfortunately. First off, I squirted out too much shampoo this morning, so I had the big bubbly white cartoon shampoo afro. Then I squirted mustard out the side of my sandwich, only it was mixed with pickle juice or something, because it looked like mustard pee. On my right boobie. Yay, right boobie mustard pee. Then I went to use some anti-bacterial hand cleanser stuff, and I must have hit the dispenser too hard, because it squirted all crazy like all over my pants. WTF? That stuff gets to be cold feeling too. Luckily it dries fast and seems to be stain free. Unlike mustard pee.
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That was my pre-edit message. Right there. Right above this paragraph. It kinda tickled me, so I left it in all it's random glory. Ahhh, so lovely.
I was so excited to log into MySpace today and see I could win my very own pair of free Nike Wafflo Boots! Holy shit those are butt ugly! Go ahead, look 'em up, I'll wait here for you. They look so appropriate for those days when I go running on freezing ass, snow covered trails, dressed like Luke Skywalker on Hoth, and need some fake ass fur to camoflage part of my leg, so I can get shot by someone thinking they saw a couple of wild white ferrets running by.
I just saw I had 2007 views to my blog...freaky huh? It's like 2007...right...now! Yeah, freaky, not so much, but neat anyhow!
Alright, I thought I would have more to say, but I think I'm just too tired right now. Not really tired, more like fatigued and semi-brain dead from work. So, I think I'm going to make myself a too strong martini, pre-treat the mustard pee out of my shirt, take a lovely hot bath, and read or something. Then, I'll be all set to stay up too late tonight! Sweet!
